I don’t know what it is with sundays, but I just don’t get along with them.
Ask me what’s on my mind and I’ll just continue staring blankly. There’s attempts being made up there in the chamber, but nothing coming out. Doesn’t feel like anything’s stuck, but nothing’s really moving either. Whatever tiny thoughts I can grab on to slip out my clenched fists like smoke before fading away.
Maybe I’m tired? I slept well enough. Low energy? I’ve been eating, my body has what it needs. Burnt out? I haven’t even gotten anything done this weekend! For some reason I’m just not feeling it though, no matter how hard I want to. That may be part of the problem, trying to force it just makes it worse.
But I recall having these kinds of slow days before, it’s unlikely I won’t recover. Easiest thing would be to just go to bed and sleep it off, and that actually sounds really nice.
More rest, as if I haven’t had enough.