It hit me today.
People, things, songs, and conversations all began reminding me of the less-then-lovely moments of last semester. It makes me cringe.
Silly, I know. A rush of frustration fills my mind and unfortunately dictates how I treat the unsuspecting people who cross my path. My apologies.
Women are notorious for having the ability to "sense" things. You may hear a woman say "I have an eerie feeling about this". Its true, women can sense danger.
What am I supposed to think when I just have this bad feeling that won't go away? Not towards any particular person, but in general. Its a cross between the feeling that something big is coming that I was supposed to have prepared for that I am completely anything but prepared for. The other feeling is the "someone has a conflict with me" feeling.
February Funk has poisoned my brain.