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It's too, too damn early for this and I rolled out of bed feeling like shite warmed over and I don't want to move. Completely fucked the day over, was planning on going in for overtime - free food! - but it's already one and it feels and it looks like it should be seven in the fuckin' morning.
Hate rain, hate it it saps all the strength from me and just makes me ache and want to do nothing but burrow under the covers and forget the world exists. It's too damn hot, too humid the air is so damn heavy and I can't breathe in it, but finding the fan and turning it on takes effort that I can't find.
The lake outside the window is this weird shade of aqua green, it's no reflection it's a solid sheet of color that looks off, it looks odd. It looks like someone went and dumped a bunch of sea foam green crayons into it.
Have to get up have to face the world but don't feel like doing anything, don't feel like watching shows or sewing or working or moving, just want to curl up into a ball and wish it all away and hope when I open my eyes again the day won't be half gone and wasted.
Hate rain, hate it it saps all the strength from me and just makes me ache and want to do nothing but burrow under the covers and forget the world exists. It's too damn hot, too humid the air is so damn heavy and I can't breathe in it, but finding the fan and turning it on takes effort that I can't find.
The lake outside the window is this weird shade of aqua green, it's no reflection it's a solid sheet of color that looks off, it looks odd. It looks like someone went and dumped a bunch of sea foam green crayons into it.
Have to get up have to face the world but don't feel like doing anything, don't feel like watching shows or sewing or working or moving, just want to curl up into a ball and wish it all away and hope when I open my eyes again the day won't be half gone and wasted.
