A Somewhat Sinking Ship (Week 8)

 I'm piloting a sinking ship at this point.

        I'm pretty sure I stressed myself into an early grave and this is all some dream. I don't handle stress and the stressors that cause it all that well. Things have been surprisingly good yet so stressful at the same time, and I don't understand as to why or how. I don't even have a genuine reason to be stressed out but I just have this lingering feeling of being in the calm before the storm, or like I'm captaining a ship and a very small leak has sprung. Sure it's sinking, but It can probably take years for any real progress to be made.

        That's why I've taken up various hobbies in the past few weeks. I've started drying out flowers to keep and use as decorations. I carved pumpkins and wrote some short stories. I've just been doing many things to keep myself busy. I think that If I get into the right headspace, I will be able to understand and move past that feeling. So far it's been working. I am feeling much better. I mean I even caught up on these blog posts, quite easily although you wouldn't be able to tell since I wrote many of them at once when I was stressed and it definitely shows in my writing.

        Well, I have some more writing I need to work on. Hopefully I'll have something to show before the semester ends. I mean I've repeatedly promised it now, so I have to deliver at some point.