Quicksand

Not in a good headspace this morning. Had a dream that seemed simple enough, kind of redundant and mean, but it started really knawing at me as I analyzed it while taking a shower and getting ready. Now it’s not even 6AM and I’m already drained emotionally, and I still have to go back to work after a long weekend. It’s going to be rough. Hopefully the hectic and hurried nonsense of my job will be a distraction. But on top of everything else I already feel my mind recalling how much I didn’t get done with these past three days off. Quick Sanding. 

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