Churning

 I was awake early (for me). I did not want to be. I did my-lay-with-my-eyes-closed thing. Finally gave up and ate a cardamon roll. 

Did my TikTok.

Tried to do the Wordl. I'm not having fun anymore. There are days that I don't even try. The thing that bugs me is how often the word is the same as five or six others but for one letter.

I'm feeling better most of the time. It's just bleepin weird how the badness swarms me. 

All through these drifting days my brain is churning. Not in a productive way. Just churning.

I continue to believe that the act of writing is worth the effort even when not much comes from it.