A Slave to Sleep

In some kind of cell, a half-naked man kneels on the floor. He has been cuffed, chained, and his movement has been restricted. He bows his head, unable to move. He is entirely under the domination of some influence or person. Once again, I have drawn from the suit of Shadows.

My boyfriend and I got up early this morning, as I needed to visit the Job Centre. For the last couple of days, I have been feeling lethargic again. As I walked around town this afternoon, I became a slave to tiredness. After getting back, we did our chores as quickly as possible, and then relaxed in front of the television. I wanted to spend some more time drawing, but I soon became chained to the dominance of a much needed nap.

As my boyfriend has this week off of work, we have a few things planned. We visited his cousin yesterday, taking his young niece along for the journey. Tomorrow, we are going to see his nan, and on Friday, my friend and her daughter want us to all go to the beach. The only thing which is holding me back from enjoying all of these activities is my fatigue. I hope that I can shift it as soon as possible. I have been reading a book called The Green Witch by Barbara Griggs this afternoon. It is a modern compendium of the domestic use of herbs and has suggestions for relaxation and ways of combating fatigue naturally. I will see if any of the ideas are practical enough to put into practice.

Illustration from Archetypes and Shadows by Chuck Speazzano