Paralyzed. 
Once again it swiftly creeps in like the wind, opening the door that was only cracked open slightly because I like my privacy. 
It sweeps the rooms of my mind to find the place where I store all things that create my happiness. It weaves itself through them and like a poison, grazes the surface and drains the life out of each and every happy stored thought. 
It creeps out as swiftly as it had creeped in, leaving the door wide opened, leaving me feeling exposed and unsafe. 
I sit there paralyzed 

I haven’t been very productive with not only the blog lately but a lot of life things. I’m sure most of you can relate.