Smear…
…as in small and fearful. It may be that after a couple of weeks of rushing around, I’m actually sitting still for a while , or some other reason I can’t fathom, but this morning I feel tired, sad and a little helpless. Like retreat and cry time. Silly, I know.
Both of my desks are cluttered and disorganized. Too many emails are unanswered. I can’t quite get myself to a safe place.
Tags: daily photo, worn down