Nobody told me there'd be days like these

[cjsmith]

I'm having one of those "pointless" days. I should go pick up my sewing machine... nah, what's the point? I should eat something... but why bother?

This mood reminds me of the scene in Illusions where Don Shimoda's just been killed and Richard picks up the handbook and it opens to the page saying Everything in this book may be wrong. He's alone, hurt, angry, and confused.

Days like this suck through a bendy straw.

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[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Just hearing that I'm not the only one who has days like that is helpful and reassuring. Somehow, moods like that one tend to include a symptom of forgetting that other people have rough times too!

(No need to make it back there, particularly... we can always start another thread whenever you like...)