Blech. I feel crappy. A little weepy even. I have just tired myself out.
Granted, I have been pushing a lot of work on the tattoo (my artist is moving, so time is of the essense....) and I would say that the amount of time I have put in over 4 weeks is not exactly what you'd call.... compassionate. So it's not like I don't know where it's coming from.
Nevertheless, I have become so used to feeling good that feeling bad just feels.... bad.
And since I generally share lots of up-side, I thought I'd share this too. You know, with myself, and my future self. It's not always awesome.
But even so, it's still pretty good.