Malaise


It's always the worst on the cloudy days. Without the sun baking you in the sheets and work not until 4, there's absolutely no reason to get up and face the world. That's not really said in a depressed, agonizing way either. There's just no motivation. Today probably won't offer you anything you haven't heard, seen, smelled before.

You can do something to try to distract yourself. Play a game, watch the tube. But I always find myself climbing right back into bed, another day evaporated. Maybe it's not such a bad thing after all.