Today is…just ok. I feel really out of it both from the lingering sickness and from over indulging last night. I can’t focus. I barely want to move. I’m doing what I can but it isn’t enough. It isn’t what I hoped it would be, but it never is I guess, not even on the Sundays when I have the energy and the want. Still, it’s Sunday and Sundays belong to me, even the disappointing ones, and that’s more than I can say for most days out of the week.

The weekend is even harder to let go of when you don’t really have to go to work the next day. I want to stay home but I made a commitment to my coworkers, my friends, and they expect me plus, how can I pass up the easy hours? One should only play hooky on the bad days, not the ones one could breeze through with little effort or mental strain, right?


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Lisa Marie Blair

Painfully aware. Profoundly afraid. Perpetually falling in and out of love with humanity. She/They.

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