I’m not feeling very friendly these days.
Even the doormat on our side door is feeling the same. But I don’t really want my friends to go away, maybe just leave me a bit of space.
I hate hitting a funk. These moments are poopy. My ways of dealing with it is shutting myself in and sleeping. Or really long walks in the rain. Since there’s no rain- time for an early morning nap. Maybe some tea and a book.
I need to escape these feelings of blah. Thanks for understanding. I’ll return to my upbeat self soon enough.