Trying to hold facts in my head, focus, keep my running to do list going and I can’t.
Thoughts keep wandering off
900 calories left
Water my plant
Feels like trying to hold clouds with sewing thread.
Yet I’m flying, got energy in abundance, can run, leap, FLY! THE WORED IS MINE!
Feel like I could do anything.
Shouting “hello” to a girl I cycle past every day on my way home, laughing at nothing, banter with work mates.
And yet this feels so paper thin, like one tiny puff of wind could fracture it all, shred the good feeling and let the fog roll back in.
But while it lasts I’m off to the gym, sweat all the fat off, and maybe, just maybe, keep this good mood rolling.