Waking Up On The Wrong Side Of The Bed
Ever go through that moment where from the moment you wake up, you have that dreaded feeling that either everything is going wrong or eventually will screw up your entire day? That’s today for me.
Waking up heavy-headed after a weekend of late nights and irregular sleeping, the sometimes too-short-for-a-vacation weekend jolted me so that it felt that it had been a long time since I woke up early and went to the office. Perhaps it’s my car problems; apparently the battery went dead (again) and I might have to buy a new one (again), all because of my carelessness. Maintaining an antique car has its prices, apparently. But somehow, it’s just not that…
On the bus ride, things looked gloomy and my body didn’t feel like 100% percent. I felt tired, did not enjoy eating breakfast too much, and felt like there’s a 100 ton load in my chest ready to burst. Calling Saski didn’t help because the connection was bad and only made me more anxious (thanks for trying, dear).
Last resort would be going down to get a bar of chocolate, but I don’t think my body has the will to move great distances.
So, anybody got a surefire recipe to cheer oneself up? I’m open to suggestions.