walking the dogs with a thousand mile stare

Just got back a little while ago, and spent part of my walk in kind of a depressed daze. Yesterday was a cruddy day at work; they always get slammed on weekends, so I hear, and they were understaffed to boot. This is what I moved to New Jersey for? my downbeat mind nags at me. I feel exhausted.

Maybe I'm just having one of those flaps. Some days are better than others, I suppose.