Work was a real chore today.
It was as if all the joyful components had been removed, leaving me with the acute sense that this is ‘hard work’.
At first I considered the early hour to be the rationale for my uncomfortableness, yet I have functioned admirably on many occasions in this time zone.
So, how can this be? how can one day be so unlike the previous day? how can two days be so unhinged?