So like, the moon is full and… stuff. (chuckle) I just know the weight of it is going to snag me JUST in time for Thursday. Which, of course, is why I’m making “Meh” noises. That and a bit of a slumpy day at work have me more than a little melancholy. It will pass, of course, but (if you know me) you know I’m not one to pretend; experience for the experience, y’know? And while I can’t quite talk myself into reveling in this, I suppose I’ll wade a bit, perhaps float, maybe sink just long enough to feel like I’m not repressing it.
But still… meh.
Sense of saudade
Coin flipping in the sunlight
Suddenly, a cloud