Some days are difficult. Today I wanted to get drunk before noon. I notice when I'm in a funk, and I have different things I do to try to improve my mood, but sometimes you just have a tough day. Sundays seem to be hard more than other days. Not sure why. I could hypothesize, but I really don't know why.
I'm on the beach again, and I am enjoying the time to relax as I always do. But the words just aren't comming tonight. I still feel blessed, I am not worried about anything. I am just tired. Tommorow is another day.
Sorry I don't have anything more to say.
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