Which perfectly matches my mood.
My mood would have been matched even more perfectly had we been living in Tarifa.
Kaftan-wearing, smiley, happy hippie-people.
I want to be one of those.
A day at work with lots (of backlog) to do.
I'm feeling a bit down, and I don't know if this is just normal or if I'm starting to get depressed.
Perhaps it's all just hormones?
Everything boils down to hormones at the end of the day.
Even depression (scary thought).
But.
Twenty degrees Celsius today.
Food on our tables.
Parents that still live.
Love in our hearts.
.
My mood would have been matched even more perfectly had we been living in Tarifa.
Kaftan-wearing, smiley, happy hippie-people.
I want to be one of those.
A day at work with lots (of backlog) to do.
I'm feeling a bit down, and I don't know if this is just normal or if I'm starting to get depressed.
Perhaps it's all just hormones?
Everything boils down to hormones at the end of the day.
Even depression (scary thought).
But.
Twenty degrees Celsius today.
Food on our tables.
Parents that still live.
Love in our hearts.
.
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