Sleeping Blind

It is for me as if I have hit a brick wall after travelling at some speed and with relish, only to find that the journey had no destination of value and now all the accumulated mileage is meaningless and pointless. It is as abrupt and blinding as that. I can conceive of no way out, as if in a maze that has suddenly closed in on me, crushing my spirit and enthusiasm. It is very strange. My current numbness, born of a blindingly obvious yet neglected need for focus of intent and benefit for all that I am doing, has brought me to a grinding halt that has had me frozen all day, so frozen that till now not even words have been emitted to describe the block on my thinking that even had my blog dry of contribution and understanding. In a rare moment of inability to see the next step, I will just surrender to the now and relax until a new day brings fresh perspective on my dilemma that comes remarkably close to reviving that sense of worthlessness that I had thought surmounted. Beyond my current vision is just one thing, just one glimmer of hope for tomorrow: my faith that the universe always pulls me through, no matter what it is. That I cannot yet see it is of little importance. I shall not waste sleep in anxiety over the dilemma; instead I look forward to whatever tomorrow may bring by way of clarity and focus. I shall sleep blind.