2013 was mean

So sleepy, resistence is low. Energy slow. Soon to stop, instead of go. The books read this year linger in the soul. Feeling a slight pull to let the world know yet it seems so clear no one cares. Unless they wrote the role.This poem is mostly true. I have read a few excellent books while 2013 was being mean.

Update

Life is so much better than when I last blogged and continues to improve. I had problems I did not even know about in June 2013 that have since been solved. And yes I am choosing my words carefully. I protect the idea of privacy among other things people and places and emotions. But I digress. I gave notice and stopped providing child care in August 2013, which hurt my heart, but probably saved my life. A month later I had a health scare and stopped working freelance. Two weeks and a day ago I had surgery and Saturday I pulled a muscle in my lower back. Pain is not more powerful than will, but sometimes will must wait until pain passes or the hurt is healed. I am almost through a resting phase and getting ready to resume living my life to the fullest. God, Gratitude and Grace has seen me happy in the most miserable times. I have cried and I will cry again. I smile and will continue to feel and show joy. Have I bored you yet? I hope not. I have read and knitted through the physical and emotional pain of the last months. I have returned to journal writing, which I had neglected. I have never stopped writing poetry since I started in 1990. I don't write a poem a day, though I have in the past and may in the future. I have prayed so much in my thirty seven years. So enough about me. How are you?