Blues and anxiety strike again.
This is the point at which the urge to extract myself from every group descends.
Here, that voice which demands: “Disappear, back into oblivion.”
On top of it, a kind of lethargy. A disinclination to do anything.
But don’t worry, there’s nothing wrong. I now know this is just part of the package.
Last modified: 25 May 2024
