Just writing this I’m lethargic as fuck.
I’ve not written anything in at least 10 days so I might as well write a little something. The daily struggle of getting out from your own head and negative thoughts is a challenge, although today it’s mainly why did I stay up so late.
The last two weeks I’ve been odd. Odd dreams odd occurrences. I don’t know what it all means but I’m guessing it can’t be good.
I’m just laughing to myself at work, because outside in the joint car park we have massive pot holes. Cars going over them and pretty much popping springs. I’m not really one for shadenfreude but I just think it’s pathetic that our employer can’t spend just a little money filling the pot holes.