Blue Day

Sunday was a blue day. I don't know why. I have absolutely nothing to be sad about at the moment. Everything is going great, and there's lots of things to look forward to. But for some reason I had my funk on, and I couldn't figure it out.

I went for a run and a swim, still felt blue. Went into work, I had to anyways, but really couldn't shake it or sit still. Then I thought I'd go to my favorite thinking spot and figure it out. It's by the river and feels like you're on the edge of civilization, secluded but not too secluded. And there's a friendly Muskrat there that's entertaining and sets my mind at ease. So I went for a slow walk to my spot and sat there for a while, and still couldn't come up with anything for my funk.

So I left and went and ran some errands and somehow ended up at Darrell's house. I told him about my blue day, and to my surprise, he didn't try to get reasoning out of it, or take it personally. (That's a relationship first for me, exactly why I didn't end up there in the first place) We went for another walk and made some supper and watched some South Park. And indeed, by the end I felt much better, the blue was gone.

It still bugs me that I couldn't figure it out. But it's gone and I'm happy again. Maybe it's the just the time of year creeping up on me, I'm not entirely sure....