Melancholy has come for a short visit

In everyone's life, at sometime our inner fire goes out.  For the last two days my fire has only been an ember, an ember that is fighting for its life.  The fire wants to burn brightly to light up the darkness all around but just doesn't seem to have the strength.

Fire needs oxygen to burn hot.  I've been congested for a couple of weeks.  Perhaps my brain just isn't getting the oxygen it needs.

Or perhaps it is my old companion Melancholy come for a short visit.  Melancholy has visited me often in the past.  I can't say I enjoy her visit but I know the signs when she comes a-callin'.

No, dear friends, this is not depression simply melancholy.  I've made the mistake of allowing worry to creep in and take over my troubled mind.  I've become distracted by the small voice in my head that is constantly reminding me of the poor decisions I have made lately. My problems are so meager compared to the problems that beset our world.  So today I choose to feel sad; sad for all the people around the globe from their apocalyptic ills to their struggles just to exist and a little sad for me too.

Tomorrow is a new day.  Tomorrow I will smile and my fire will burn brightly once more.

"It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves."  Sir Edmund Hillary