I got nuthin’ man, just outta gas.

Salem Black Cat with Charlie

Two days out of a stretch at work and I am still dragging around. I can barely string together two words that are civil and make sense. What the hell?
The epic rain did nothing to help me raise this gloom. It’s brought me to deeper introspection of how draining my job is most of the time.
This picture certainly helps to lift my gloom.

About EF Sweetman

writing, reading, pretty much everything noir
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