Today, emotions and humidity are thick around my shoulders. And I am inexplicably sad. Maybe it’s the massage last night—the toxins running wild in my body, after a sudden release—or maybe it’s the wine afterward, when we all sat around eating pizza and enjoying the $4.99 wine special from the Whip-In.
Who knows.
It’s one of those days, though, where I sit here at work, staring at my computer screen like it really doesn’t matter. Like nothing I accomplish matters. And here comes the malaise that always accompanies such perspective. What I wouldn’t give to disappear under the blankets—at home, in bed—and surface come fall.
The world is blah today.
And I really am trying to see color in this impossibly grey, 90% humidity day.
It’s just not happening.
So, what now? I’ll wait it out, do some mindless data entry, because, after all, this is what I am paid to do. Responsibility knows nothing of perspective fluctuation, especially not from a girl like me, whose moods can be so dominating.
Work ends in 5.5 hours. Surely, I’ll make it through the haze.
Remember, kids: I am not my mood.
[I sure sound a lot like strong sad]
I, too, yearn to be more like Strong BAD,not Sad, and I'm working on it. Strong Bad is a bada**.) At least the thing YOU have going for you is that you can write eloquently and quite articulately about being in a very shi**y mood. :)
Posted by: Carlen at May 12, 2005 11:42 AMIf you can channel Home Star Runner at a time like this, then there's more than hope to hang onto.
Hope IS coming out tonight. Gotta let that stranger in.
me xx
Posted by: Jude at May 13, 2005 2:29 AMAll is great guys, but I belive vortelucius is much better.
Posted by: Kamurangous at November 22, 2005 9:27 PM