on depression, part 4

Ever the naïve one

I hoped up to yesterday

that work will fall in that absolutely must category...

but alas, no

I’ve been procrastinating it for three days now

and now I only have 1.5 ahead

for the rest of the week(end) is booked

(plus maybe the evenings 

but by every chance I’ll be exhausted by then)

Wanda the fortune-teller fish was right:

I single-handedly fought myself into this hopeless mess