Funkdafied

I am in a funk today.

The sun won't shine and I didn't go to work. My cards don't wanna talk to me and I have a million things I want to write but I can't, because I am not at all certain they can just be my things, thanks to a snooping roommate. It's hard to create when you may be forced to share your creation before it's time. It's crippling, I would go so far as to say.

I feel fat and ugly and mean and petty.

My house is messy and I am behind at work.

Floppy Hair is a teenager, and that is pretty horrific all on its' own.

There are never enough hours in a day and I don't feel I am doing a very good job of managing the ones that are there.

And I'm lonely. Soul-deep lonely.

I'll be better soon. But today I am in a funk.