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Today's been a weird day. Originally my plan was to get coffee with a friend, but when he offered me an out last night, I seized it. It wasn't that I don't want to see him but I felt uncommonly tired didn't fancy getting up early (though I did manage to force myself to take a good long stroll through the neighbourhood).
I woke up at 5 a.m. feeling like I'd hardly slept at all. So I willed myself back to sleep and was rewarded for my bullheadedness with unsatisfying sleep and disturbing dreams. I finally got up and went through the steps of my routine but having my tea made me feel too oogy to eat. Remembering that I had nothing scheduled at work and a fair bit of sick time to burn I crawled back into bed.
I woke up again at 10:40 feeling considerably better, lounged for a bit, and then hustled to make the 12:25 shuttle. On the way in, I stopped at TJ's for snacks (finally running into an old pal in the parking lot) and then at Sea Ranch before finally strolling around 2 p.m. I was lucky; I hadn't been at my desk long before my boss brought by a colleague visiting from another university and I spent the next hour helping her navigate our system, which they're migrating to soon.
I decided to stay at work an extra hour and now I'm killing a little time before the next shuttle. Something in today's lunch didn't agree with me; my stomach is more upset than it was this morning and I can't really think of anything I want for dinner. I just tried snacking on some crackers (perversely, an upset stomach often makes me crave something savoury) but that didn't help.
Really, this entire day I've felt somehow...superfluous. Like someone already dead just performing the motions of somebody living. It's a state that comes and goes but it's been visiting a bit more than usual lately. I don't know any cure for it but to push through until it fades again for a while.
I woke up at 5 a.m. feeling like I'd hardly slept at all. So I willed myself back to sleep and was rewarded for my bullheadedness with unsatisfying sleep and disturbing dreams. I finally got up and went through the steps of my routine but having my tea made me feel too oogy to eat. Remembering that I had nothing scheduled at work and a fair bit of sick time to burn I crawled back into bed.
I woke up again at 10:40 feeling considerably better, lounged for a bit, and then hustled to make the 12:25 shuttle. On the way in, I stopped at TJ's for snacks (finally running into an old pal in the parking lot) and then at Sea Ranch before finally strolling around 2 p.m. I was lucky; I hadn't been at my desk long before my boss brought by a colleague visiting from another university and I spent the next hour helping her navigate our system, which they're migrating to soon.
I decided to stay at work an extra hour and now I'm killing a little time before the next shuttle. Something in today's lunch didn't agree with me; my stomach is more upset than it was this morning and I can't really think of anything I want for dinner. I just tried snacking on some crackers (perversely, an upset stomach often makes me crave something savoury) but that didn't help.
Really, this entire day I've felt somehow...superfluous. Like someone already dead just performing the motions of somebody living. It's a state that comes and goes but it's been visiting a bit more than usual lately. I don't know any cure for it but to push through until it fades again for a while.