I really do, and there’s no other word to really accurately describe how I feel.
I’ve been reading happy fluffy fiction, listening to happy fluffy summer songs, and eating fruit (that helps usually) but nothing makes me feel good.
For some reason I can’t shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong and there’s nothing I can do to prevent or change it.
Summer program starts Monday. I go to put the grid (communication lines) up and free up the lift and ceiling for a rigger.
which I pray to God is not a union rigger.
I just can’t get the dark cloud to go away.