Day 2,767: Swing and a miss

Today was a zero day.

Man. It was STRUGGLE BUS. I failed, utterly, at everything I wanted to do today. I did nothing. I was a zombie. I…generally hate days like this. I want to be doing things, I have the TIME to do them…but I can’t. Or, I won’t. I choose not to. But, not like the kind of choice where I take it easy instead. I’m caught between the two, just kind of in a state of paralyzed anxiety.

Here’s the thing, though: I know why.

One, it’s been a truly insane two weeks work-wise, a...