Nothing interests me.
I'm easily irritable,
and I don't feel like doing much of anything.
The problem is that I actually have a lot to do,
but nothing seems to attract my attention.
If I'm tired and sleepy, then I just go to bed, even if it's early.
If I'm not sleepy, I wish I were and get cranky about the fact that I'm not.
I tell myself that if I could just go to sleep,
then I can forget about this funk I'm in.
Or, I can simply write about how I feel,
and hope that it will go away all by itself.
If none of that works, then I read a novel to take my mind off feeling out of sorts.
The problem is that
I'm not sleepy.
I'm writing, but it's not really helping,
and I'm not reading a novel at the moment.
Wow! I sound whiny and negative.
I think I will just tag this as a no-good-very-bad-day and hope tomorrow is better.
Cross posted to Two Writing Teachers March Slice of Life Challenge, Day 29.