Gargantuan

It's Blah Day today.  Started really well, got some writing done on a short story.  Those days are always the good ones, or so I thought.  Up early, drinking black tea and typing at 6 AM.

 

Somehow things haven't gone right since.  The mind of the Very Fat Guy tries to figure out if it's physical, or just the craziness:

 

Did I lose a bit much weight?  Am I in some kind of withdrawl?  Feels like crap, like all the serotonin faded away.

 

Did I finally kick over into type 2 diabetes?  Should I check my blood sugar.

 

Caffeine test.  Caffeine and sugar didn't help.  Hrm.  Food test.  Food didn't help.  Hrm.

 

Maybe some days are just crap.  Maybe I miss my job, doing relief work in another position.