It's funny how your unconscious mind can have the ability to ruin a perfectly good day
I had a dream last night that wasn't so much scary as really sad and upsetting. Consequently, I have been in a bit of a funk all day. Though that seems far too informal. I have been in a state of melancholia all day.
Don't you hate it when your own mind betrays you?
Don't you hate it when your own mind betrays you?