Sighing In The Dark

Quarter after seven in the morning. I have laundry and writing and plotting and more writing to do, and an eventual visit to my mother’s to spend time with an old school chum who isn’t in the best of conditions these days. I’m pretty sure this is another depressed day. I want to be up and forward moving, but there is a strong urge to crawl back into bed. My problems are relatively few at the moment. I’m just tired and frustrated. I seem to have plateaued, and I am nowhere near my goal line. Every attempt to build and move forward seems futile just now.

Yeah, maybe I should go take a nap.

I hope everyone has a fine day.


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