Bleargh
Ever just go from being in a perfectly normal, productive, cheerful mood and then, without an identifyable trigger, turn into a giant blob of self-defeating, lethargic pessimism personified? Like someone flipped a freakin' switch, man.
I'd go get a tub of ice cream to drown my sorrows in, but that would require, like, movement and stuff.
Okay. I'm going to pick something small and managable and do it. See if I can build up some motion and then let inertia help me out for a change.
Continue about your evenings, please.
I'd go get a tub of ice cream to drown my sorrows in, but that would require, like, movement and stuff.
Okay. I'm going to pick something small and managable and do it. See if I can build up some motion and then let inertia help me out for a change.
Continue about your evenings, please.