A Shitty Day.
Some days, for no reason, suck taint. I wish I could place my finger on what it is, but I can’t: a series of otherwise uneventful factors have combined to form a perfect storm of FUCK YOU I’M PISSED OFF NOW.
Work is shitty. Constant traveling is shitty. Weather is shitty. Health is shitty. Loneliness is shitty. Getting passive-aggressively balled out is shitty.
Urgh. Days like today, you want to pack it all in a backpack, chuck the backpack off a cliff and just fuck right off to the beach. Or punch someone. Or punch yourself.
Will advise when the funk lifts.