Everyone is Sick.
Day 4.
Still clean.
Some general crankiness and dysplexia.
A desire for indian food and heavily garlicky home made chicken soup.
A friend asked me earlier today what was going on. I didn’t seem myself.
She’s right. I’m not myself these days.
Whoever it is that I am normally — well, I’m not them.
I seem to be this very worn out, burnt out, confused, hypser reactive other creature.
It’s icky. And like a twitching reflex I can’t even really help myself.
I want to persistantly apologize to people. I want to hide in my apartment. I want a nap.
Is it just a need for a vacation? Homesickness?
Headaches? Moodiness? Lack of focus and energy?
I’m really hoping that I snap out of this soon.
It’s pretty sucky when you get tired of your *own* moodiness.
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