Dazed and confused.

I have a lot going on in my head at the moment. I’m confused. Sometimes, I get a feeling of elation over something and sometimes, I just want to lay low and not think so much. Unfortunately, it’s not so easy — in fact, it never was!

Usually, my Monday morning writing sessions are a breeze. I’m clear in my thoughts. I know how my week is going to unfold and I’m in control of things around me.

But today, I feel like my head and my heart are at war with each other. I’m unable to concentrate. I don’t feel too good physically. I’m restless, perplexed and supremely unhappy.

I don’t know what’s happening around me. A part of me is overthinking about my ill health and another part is weaving random situations right in front of my eyes — something that’s making me very, very irritated and sad.

I just want to go home, curl up in a ball and get lost in a long film or back-to-back episodes of X-Files! I hate such days. I hate to feel like this. I hate everything.