I like gloomy days. Most of the time, at least. It’s like watching a boring movie with the constant itching to forward the scenes to the next frame. I should be happy about the weather. I used to love this weather. But today, I’m not. I’m struggling with deadlines and I’m behind jog sessions. I want to jump into the next scenes already. Anywhere but in the now.
Good luck with that.
(An attempt to feel better. At least I get to finish something during the same day that I started it – for a change.)