i’m feeling an odd combination of satisfaction and displeasure lately. i’m thoroughly enjoying certain aspects of my life, but others are looming painfully large and daunting.
i like my apartment and my stuff, but i’d like one more room and newer stuff. i like my car, but i’m stressing about all the impending repairs which are sure to befall it. i love my friends, but i’m feeling ugly and unworthy. i like my job, but i don’t want to be at work. i want to travel & meet new people, but i’m fearful of rejection by strangers.
it’s a funk, and i’m sure i’ll work through it, but still. it’s crappy. i don’t like it.
funks suck.
I’m sorry you’re in a funk. :(
Funks do suck…maybe you’ll win the lottery?