inexplicably tired. inexplicable because, hello, i did practically nothing yesterday. nothing strenuous enough to warrant the fuzziness that's been pervasive even now, at three in the afternoon.

the other side of the state of mind is feeling as if i've acted like a mean ogre. i feel vaguely berated. ew. and swamped. and silly. and simultaneously found and yet still lost. you know what, i'm actually more confused than fuzzy. tieu.