The average, healthy, well-adjusted adult gets up at seven-thirty in the morning feeling just plain terrible.
I have always found that I am, in general a very lucky person. I really do count my blessings every single day and I am massively grateful for each and every one of them.
I'm just in one of those moods today. The moods that you sink into and nothing can really cheer you up.You have so many little things going on in the back your mind that it really messes with you. It was the same last night at work. I found myself snapping at a pub regular that I actually really like, for not much reason at all. I had an overwhelming desire to be alone. To sit by myself and just think. Try to process the thoughts I really no longer understand and work out what the hell I'm doing.
Don't get me wrong, I do not feel as though anything is conspiring against me. Its just a relatively short, yet particularly complex list of things that have happened in the last 6 or 7 years that every now and again come back to haunt me. Things that seem to have lost the ability to process properly.
I reckon its because i've never ACTUALLY dealt with them. I just smile and get on with it and eventually forget them, until at times like these when one by one they pop back up and kick me in the ass.
I should really sort myself out - once and for all.