Bittersweets

I picked up another book in hopes of trying to get lost in someone else’s story. It’s something I do often when things don’t go as I’d hoped.  I give myself tasks to keep busy only to keep my mind off the reality that I soon have to face. My truck is as clean as I want it to be, my room is organized, I’ve thrown away everything I could, and it’s not even 8PM. I’m wide awake and restless. After providing myself with enough distractions, I think I can say that I have come to terms with the fact that I am slowly getting my life back.  It’s bittersweet.