Today I am having a hard time grasping things, my brain is a little fuzzy and I feel like the farther I push myself to reach for something the more convoluted and greyed out it becomes. There are no answers today, only complicated questions and unsolvable dilemmas, my head throbs with every tangible thought and fades back in to the fog.
Today is a day I could cry, for no reason. I can feel the weight on my waterline, it lingers there, delicate and destructive.
If I could lay under my desk and pretend I didn’t exist, today, I would.