We have reached full capacity. Back yesterday and wiped out wasn't enough to describe coming home. I missed my husband, I missed my kitties (and they missed me too!), and even though the autumnal equinox was two weeks ago, the weather hasn't gotten the memo yet.
It was 106 degrees out when we returned from the airport mid-afternoon. Loved coming home to a clean kitchen (thanks, hubs) and some cats happy to see me back home. Didn't love coming back to the detrius leftovers from my friends old apartment, which is overcrowding my art space/garage. I have much to do and clean, and tonight begins the Jewish new year.
I was distraught on the plane seeing news on CNN about Iran attacking Israel, and the continued fallout from Israel attacking Lebanon. It's hard to reconcile the genocide Israel has been perpetrating since the slaughter of 1200 Jews almost a year ago. In light of Rosh Hashana, I'm having a crisis of faith of sorts.
And all the while, thinking about the writing I want to finish, and the art I want to create, and the garden I want to thrive, and the being I want to be - i'm mentally overloaded.
It doesn't help that the temps over the next week are close to 100 and then keeping in the 80's for weeks to come.
I slept for nine hours last night. I think I needed the recharge.
Now to offload some of the overload. It'll be a start.
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