The Morbs(n): A feeling of ennui, depression, and generalised gloominess in which the possessor wonders whether there's a point to continuing. In brief, listless, lackluster depression.
I.
Have.
The Morbs.
I just feel like I'm doing so much for so little in the way of rewards. I posted about that on Tumblr this morning. It's so rough getting out of bed on days like this.
I will have better days. Knowing that is the only reason why I fought to get out of bed today.
Given the weather and its general effect on my internet, it may be SHEER LUCK that anything gets posted today.
Crossed fingers can only do so much.