The day started dark and ominous. The clouds filled the sky so tightly that the sun had no way to nudge through.
"Where is the sun?" sighed the woman.
But the day reflected her frame of mind. To many things have piled up over the past six months and she was not sure if she could handle anymore. She was striving to keep herself from falling to far under but she has not been very successful.
"Why?" thought the woman but had no energy to think anymore.
Her mind was so numb with thoughts so jumbled and incoherent. She laid in bed trying to decide whether it was worth getting up. Maybe if she stayed here with her head under the covers she could just disappear.
The woman threw back the covers and swinging her legs over the side as she sat up.
"I should" she said but unable to finish because of the jumble in her mind.
She slowly lowered her feet to the floor and stood up. She felt like she was 200 years old. The pressure of months and months of things piling up on one another weighed her down so she moved very slowly.
As she walked into the bathroom she wondered "is this it?'
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