Fucking Storms, Man

It's an exhaustion that moves from my eyes that are burning to my aching teeth and down into my bones.
It's inside my head, squeezing, burning.
It's in my hands that ache and swell and lose their grip.
It's in my feet, my throat, my chest.

Maybe it's arthritis, diabetes, depression, anxiety. Maybe it's all of the above.

I forget shit.
I get distracted.
I can't focus.
Hot. Cold. Tired. Restless. Dissatisfied. Happy. Overwhelmed. Lonely.

Everything's too loud. I can't hear anyone when they talk.

I feel unloved when my dog won't snuggle with me, won't lay his head my my lap.

I'm lucky. I'm loved. I'm grateful. I'm supported.

These are mantras, things to focus on.