Ever had the impression to be "disturbed" by some weird interference that affects everything you are trying to do in the smoother possible way while the "disturbance" complicates things?
That's the feeling I am having lately and I do not like it. Rest assured, I am not complaining. I am having good, even great days, and bad days. Just like anybody. But nothing works easily even when it should. Nothing gets done timely even when it should since I have done everything in my power to make ends meet.
And sometimes I double guess even some of my relationships, "disturbed" as well by this... uneasiness?
Oh well. I guess I will sleep over it. Or I'll read another Robert Crais' crime novel to feel better. Compared to dealing with serial killers and mobs my life looks just fine.
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