Meh...

Song: "What Sarah Said," by Death Cab for Cutie.

Mood:


Kind of Tea: None :(

Quote of the Day:  “Then help me carry this beastly thing upstairs,” he said, kicking the side of the trunk lightly with his heel. “No way am I letting my new friend sleep outside alone.” ~ James from School of Secrets ;)

So today was nothing spectacular. I got some reading, writing, and a bit of painting done along with some cleaning. But meh, still, nothing awesome happened.

This morning was the worse though. The second I woke up I felt dizzy and out of place, like I wasn't me. It was odd. I think it's a hormonal thing, but I'm not sure. It could also be anemia since I also felt really fatigued and dizzy. Bleh, not fun. I think it has been the cause for these really odd philosophical thoughts. And when I say odd I mean strange and disturbing. Like what it would really feel like falling to my death from any sort of height. Typically, I'm really not that afraid of heights. So what the heck is up with all these paranoid thoughts?

Could it be stress? Sure, it's a small factor, but usually I can handle stress. I typically am able to self coach myself out of any sort of super negative mind set. But lately it's as if everything is such a bigger deal than it really is.

Oh well, I'm going to try and go to the chiropractor and see what's up. Maybe he can help. :)