In sooth, I know not why I am so sad

[desperance]

Last week, I was fine. I was even happy with the book, even only halfway through; that never happens, I shoulda been hating it and I wasn't.

This week, though... Actually, it's still not the book. Not either of the books, the copy-edit or the new one. They're okay. Just, this gloom has been sneaking up on me all week, regardless. Irregardless, as people seem to say these days. And I don't know why; it attaches to nothing in particular, tho' there is quite a lot of Stuff aggregating around me at the moment, which makes me feel complicated and unsettled. I keep having to make phone-calls, which is not my natural state.

Oh, and they're not taking me to Melbourne, damn it - but I only heard that this morning, so it's not that that's upset me.

I dunno. Like Antonio, I just have non-specific gloom. And yup, it's wearisome.

In other news, as Lord knows we need some: when people have just started sleeping together, is it fair and just to call them newlybeds?

Comments

[julesjones]

The nights are drawing in very rapidly now, and if you're in the least bit sensitive to daylight you're going to get an effect on your mood. This is definitely the time of year when I start wondering if I've got spare bulbs for my halogen floor lamp that I sit under in gloom of winter.