Exausted

I'm exhausted.

From work and from the emotional roller coaster I've been riding lately. On one hand, I am elated. I've not had my interest peaked by anything interesting. And here I am thinking God, had answered my prayers and turned my heart to stone.

But on the other hand, I'm pissed off because of the melancholy disposition I am right now. I define this state I am as such because I just don't know what to call it anymore. It could be something else. It's one of those times when you just can't understand the emotion stirring inside. I look happy but am I really? I feel depressed mostly but I don't seem so. I am anxious. Worried that this, like so many misadventures will end up to be yet another personal disaster.

Its Friday and I should be in better mood. I am not. I think I should just take some days off.

I'll start by missing the watering hole later this evening.