Waiting for my laundry to finish drying so I can go to the store for more cat food.
Wondering if anything I'm expecting -- yes, it's mainly money -- will show up in the mailbox.
Worrying about a strange phenomenon: There are plenty of things upsetting me today -- mostly a continuation of the same old stuff -- and a lot of news items and other bits of life's detritus that are irritating. That's all normal; what bugs me is that I can't seem to muster any energy to resist. respond or otherwise react.
It's as if someone has dumped a restaurant-size tin of Whup-Ass on me.
Good feelings have been in short supply lately, but now I seem to be headed toward no feelings. From where I sit, that would not appear to be a good direction to follow.
It bugs me.
3 hours ago