09/11/16 @ 21:14
Some days are longer than most others. And today was one of those days.
Morning was the same. Regular afternoon. It was in the evening when things started to feel heavy.
You don’t realise it when it begins. But as soon as things start crashing, it’s too late.
You don’t know what to do with yourself. Carry on… or – ? Or stop, I guess. But if you stop, what else are you going to be doing? What if that feels the same? What are you going to do then? Repeat. And – what about when there’s nothing left to do, do you just – ?
Or do you just keep going and going in your perpetual state of grogginess and ‘crappy-ness.’
Why do you even feel crappy anyway?
I guess it’s just one of those days.