So I guess this is about all I do with this little thing I got here. This thing you’re reading. I tell you how I whooped it up on the weekend and then I spout off about my feelings. It’s getting tiresome. It’s ok, I know it is.
I’ve been… I don’t know, frustrated I guess. Work, relationships, friends, myself. Nothing I can’t deal with. It’s nothing big, I don’t think. Actually, that may be part of the problem, you know, that I’m not sure what the problem is. I’ve been slow, saturnine and glum. Not sad, or despondent or even close to depressed. Just sullen. She might have said it best when she said introspective. Or did I stuff that big word in her mouth. I’m not sure. It’s just a phase I’m sure. Something I’ll grow out of in the next few days. Probably by the weekend. I could use a long walk and a cigarette and a pile of leaves to kick.
Eh. I’ll take my leave now.
Damn I’m moody.
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It’s ok hubs, you’re not alone
def. not alone. I’m full blown depressed if it makes you feel better!!!!!!!
Hubs! Don’t be so sad!!
“She might have said it best when she said introspective.”
That’s a compliment. Imagine how vapid you’d feel if she said ‘You’re happy ALL the time.’
Ugh… I know that feeling. I always try extra excercise when that mood comes around- it seems to help.
thanks guys! i’m feeling much better now. no really, i am.