P.S. I'm Not Sad

I read a comment this morning from my post yesterday, and then my mom called to see if I was okay.
I think I gave the wrong impression.
I'm not sad. Yes, I am overwhelmed, and tired (I fell asleep three times in front of the computer screen while writing yesterdays post), but I'm not in a bad place.
I wasn't writing to say that I'm taking a break. It was more of a declaration of anticipated unreliability.
I think I am learning to honor my limitations, and that is a good thing.
Taking a step back, resting, soaking up input without focusing on output...looking down at my own two feet, and not worrying about what's ahead of me, or behind me, or in any other direction...that's what I mean.
It's funny, the whole reason I wrote that post was in case you noticed that I wasn't around as much, or I wasn't giving it my all. I wanted you to know that I was a-okay.
I'm sorry if I gave the wrong impression, and thanks for caring about me!
My mom said she thought sitting by myself in the back booth of a diner sounded lonely. I think it sounds blissful.
What do you think? Do you enjoy a little unengaged people/life watching like I do?

