Today
Today's just one of those days were nothing feels quite right.
I went to bed early but woke up exhausted
I played silly games and read books to my daughter
then I rushed for 20 mins to find the keys
she'd lost
I've eaten more peanuts than one should, it has been hours and I'm
still not hungry but feel I should eat
I'm being productive but feel I'm moving through mud
Life seems rough, all these channel negotiations
I'm feeling painfully aware of my inability to really read people? I feel mistrustful of my instincts
The weather is nice but it seems to have lost its ability to lighten my mood.
Weight gain is staring me in the face, belly, arms, ass
Should I be taking this much pleasure in these varying justifications?
BTW, I wouldn't trade those games in bed this morning
with my girl in case you were
wondering