Do you ever have those days?
That is just one of those days?
It’s like a days that’s not going anywhere but going somewhere all at the same time. Like being stuck in traffic but have no sense of urgency to forge a path forward. It’s like a floppy bunny just lopping around the room aimlessly, it’s like your favourite pj’s with holes in them.
It’s been a one of those days kind of days.
One of those days where you want something dramatic to happen, a slap in the face of the day. A wake up call, a trumpet to clear the brain fog swooshing around in front of my eyes. It’s like I’m waiting for something but I don’t know what that is.
Pointless post I know.
But it was itching to escape.