255 // Friday Feeling

The weekend is finally here and with it a more relaxed, or more accurately, an unconcerned attitude. I feel unbothered and unaffected, almost detached, and it feels good.

Lately I’ve been drifting unanchored, at the whims of currents I cannot control. I’ve been swept up in the emotions and problems of others for too long, and perhaps my mind has hit a limit and has mercifully shut down some of that emotion and empathy I seem to perpetually have too much of.

The downside is my patience is thin and nothing feels particularly important to accomplish right now. All passions are dampened and productivity is suffering. THe upside is, I’m in a sociable kind of mood instead. I want to talk and laugh. I want to connect with the people around me and have a little fun for a change. So, that’s what I’m doing. No work is getting done today, but there are more pressing needs at hand.


Lately my favorite part of Friday has been dinner time. These past months I’ve been forced into a bland, low-residue, and often liquid diet in an effort to cope with a severe ulcerative colitis flare up, but on Friday nights I let myself one cheat meal. Tonight we are picking up baby back ribs, burgers, and margaritas from one of our favorite restaurants.

You don’t realize how exciting food can be, or how much the texture, flavor, and taste of food contributes to your quality of life until you can’t have it. This dinner, and every Friday night cheat night, are the highlights of my entire week. I suffer every Saturday morning, sure, but I’ve never regretted it once.

Suddenly the week is passing quickly again. Perhaps stress and anxiety not only color the present and the future, but maybe the past too? Maybe it all got drawn out because I was too busy holding back, holding on, and avoiding moving forward all together and now that I am free from this small (in hindsight) fear I can move through time again—and time can move through me too—normally.

Of course all this also means there aren’t enough hours in the day again.