This morning...

Waking up should get easier but it doesn't.

As I started to move around to wake up to the gentle light that peaks through my window, I could feel more pain than usual.  Not good at all.

I think it's my stress from my emotions.  I have lost so much lately.  I think the reality of the situation has yet t kick in.  I'm sad but part of me wants to be hopeful.  For what?  I'm not sure.  Sometimes I hope for a future, happier times, something.  Part of me wants to escape.  My initial escape plan has failed but maybe another time.

I just feel that my physical pain is just a manifestation of the emotional pain I'm feeling inside.