Not a big fan of this jet lag

Today I'm seeing things in a rather gray and dingy light.

I wish there was a pill you could take to cure dissatisfaction. It's a nasty virus. Symptoms include: always wishing you were somewhere else, secret desires to be a rock star, restlessness, conviction that you were made for more important things, the incorrect assumption that changing something about your life will make you feel better.

Insidious.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow I will have had more sleep. I will feel like myself. I will upload my vacation pictures and start to regale you all with tales from my travels.

Until then, ta ta.