I feel heavy.
Not a physical heaviness. More a spiritual weight that drags me down to the point where I don’t feel like anything can lift me back up.
I don’t know why I’m feeling this down.
The house is clean. I’m on top of the laundry. I’m on top of the dishwashing. I’m on top of the floor - keeping it clean, that is.
I should be on top of the world.
But I’m not.
I feel like if I lie down, I’ll just sink into the centre of the earth.
And nobody would notice.
I want/need to do something stupidly rewarding. Or rewardingly stupid. Something that makes me clap and squeal because it’s all working… and then catch myself out for being a massive nerd/tard.
But I can’t think of anything ‘cause I’m down. Feh.
I’ll play some music and some Minecraft and hope that works.
But don’t worry - by the time you read this, I’ll be long out of this feeling. Or into a new one. I’m very easily distracted :)