if i had to pick a word, vulnerable.
damn dream hangovers. very realistic (except for the not being able to find my shoes and my socks being a totally different green than my outfit, which was really nice and if i was going to only have socks, damn things should at least match and… ) and then there was the one where i got fired. laid off, really, but — jobless. i got unemployed. you wake up shaky after something like that.
anyway, this comes from the fact that, at work, i’ve been doing mostly in-house work which has far less time constraints, and i’ve been much less focused, and i know i have been damned unproductive. i’ve also been sick, and stressed, and these are not excuses.
and, i don’t feel up to this, this morning. oh yeah, that work from home i was going to do? didn’t do anything. and i have nothing to wear. (matching socks, i have, but i have to wear more than that).