this morning #922.

this morning, i hadn’t come to some great revelation. there was nary a new epiphany afoot. absolutely nothing had changed. for me, it was just another weekday. same as all the others. i’m the same damn man i’ve been for years now, all hopped up on dread instead of full of hope. i’d hesitate to call the condition a full-on phobia but it always led to heaps of hesitation. today would not be the day that i’d finally shake that feeling though. it was business as usual. me just going through the motions. it wasn’t like i was searching for a solution anyhow. why would i be? self-discovery had never been my cup of tea. when i need a wakeup call, i prefer a good smack to the face.