It has been one of those weeks; a week where I felt I was always running behind. The influence of Sunday’s daylight change has been apparent all week. I lost an hour.
It is all about time.
Friday is here, and that speaks for itself. Things I had to do (and the list is endless) did not get done, and some of the projects I attempted to do were not as much fun. I was seeking excitement.
I kept putting off much-needed stuff and, at the end of most days, felt tired and rough.
My mood has not been what it should.
Seems I succumb to self-induced pressure, and I own a little too much.
I feel I’m done with the winter and yet it continues to present itself. Last night’s snow did not help. Seasonal depression is what it is. It is not what I need (never has been).
I feel, today, I could use a Fridier Friday.
Maybe today I should put off thinking about all that has been on my mind and simply allow myself to go about time. It might not be productive, but that’s all well and good. I will let the day live out how I think I should.
© 2026 j.g. lewis
Tomorrow is a promise,
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