My weekly Sundays-suck post


Here we are again!

I’m happy to report that today wasn’t all that bad, mainly because I got to be home alone, yay! I didn’t get any work done though, boo 😦 I’m not even in the writing mood anymore so I’m gonna keep this post real short like yesterday’s. Besides being left alone, I think my not-so-dark mood today has to do with the fact that vacations are starting to look closer, and then it’s beach time!

If there’s a place in the world I love, it’s the beach, and the ocean. It may be cold, hot, gray, clear blue, I’ll take it in any flavor any time any day. One of my biggest wishes is living by the ocean, and I’m sure I’ll get to it someday. It’ll preferbly be somewhere outside of Mexico.

Can’t wait to get outside of Mexico: “Today I address mexicans for the first time as their president” F*ck! (And by that, I mean FUCK!) Our elected president took office yesterday, together with his mostly pre-cenozoic cabinet secretaries that guarantees us the return of one of Mexico’s darkest ages (and that’s saying something). His party ruled over more than 70 years with corruption and nepotism as its strongest weapons, and it doesn’t seem like it’s gonna be any different now, because, well, nothing’s changed. Nothing, except at least 60,000 deaths in the past six years alone. Are those good reasons to want to leave Mexico? Well, there’s that and the language. I know I said on December 1st I wouldn’t be angry, just sad at the way my country’s choice, but I was mad, I am very mad. Is it never gonna be time here in Mexico for a head of State that actually deserves being called that? Why does it seem like the other big names in Latin America are moving beyond their limitations and growing into strong, truly independent nations, and Mexico is as always stuck in the same ol’ same ol’?

In other news, I just got a new book, another yay! It’s When Nietzsche Wept by Irvin Yalom. Partner gave it to me yesterday, looking forward to my new reading, and let’s hope it keeps me entertained enough to stop my Sunday-afternoon-presidential depression from growing.

Hopefully by tomorrow I’ll be sane enough to be able to write a post that’s actually about something, until then!

The trick is to keep breathing

Sundays suck *ss. It’s as simple as that. Today I tried to do something different, get myself out of the routine to see if that helped me conquer Sunday. It didn’t. Well, it did for a while.

Maybe I should be more specific: in the morning my partner and I went to the movies. Comedy. I can’t say it was all fine and dandy, but hey, the film got some smiles and laughter out of me, and I got to spend some time with him, which doesn’t usually happen on Sundays. But I had to come back home eventually, and when I did, the angst hit me. It hit me hard.

It hasn’t always been like this though. And I think it’s not a sh*t-I-have-to-work-tomorrow depression, because Sundays have been horrible for me for so many years I can’t even know when it started, but it was long before I had to work.

On the bright side, Sunday’s almost over!! 🙂

I wanted to do a post on my tattoos, and I have another one lined up about my favorite author, Marguerite Duras, but tonight I just don’t have the energy for them. Truth is I probably  just wanted to vent a bit and that’s why I’m writing, though I worry I’ll get my two faithful readers tired of yet another I-hate-Sundays post, so I promise to try to find yet another way to avoid this from happening again next week, both for my blog’s and my own sake.

[I just wondered, are Sundays a trigger for me? And if so, a trigger of what?]

Right now I just have to remember, like I did thanks to a WP friend, to simply put one foot in front of the other, which also reminded me of this beautiful song by Garbage: The Trick Is To Keep Breathing. Its title alone is so meaningful for me in so many ways, and its lyrics speak to me so much that I just wanted to share it over here:

Don’t know what this week will have in store for me, and I don’t know if I can take it, but I’ve got to find a way to stop Sundays dragging me down so hard, any thoughts?