"Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
All day -- and all night
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath
I say to myself
"I need fuel -- to take flight --"
And there's too much going on..."
I hate days when there is so much to do and yet a feeling of tired sullenness that's overwhelming when you just don't know where to START...
I'm in a bit of a funk today.
and I think this disjointed blurry badly compositioned photograph displays that.
Day 130 of 365 days