stuck in a weird bubble of non-productivity and anxiety.  Not liking my current circumstance.  I can't seem to break free from this blah-ness.  I spend way to much time not doing much, then feeling bad about it all.  I've been writing about this feeling for way too long now!

Things get put off for monday.  I have a knot in my stomach.  My shoulders are tight.  Im anxious to turn the page.  I have things to accomplish, edit, prepare for.  I'm just not in the mood, place, mind to do them now.

august artist dave angst.