Several days of drear have left me in a funk & I hate it. I hate feeling both buzzed & exhausted. Nerves make me wired but my body is spent. It fades in a bit, but for a while it's rough. I know we need rain, but I need light.
I may have been able to live further north when I was younger, not now. I need more than I'm getting. Maybe this is why I've always hated mornings. Maybe I used to sleep til it was bright out so I could avoid this crap.
Take care.
Cya...
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