Funk

I’m in a bit of a funk that I can’t quite place. I left rehearsal up in the Ag (I’d been up there studying for my midterm) to come back to Dunster for “Ultimate Relaxation Night” at which there would be 5 minute chair massages by professionals from UHS. I got there a little over halfway through their two hour time, but I was told that I was already too late. I shouldn’t be that bothered—it’s just a five minute massage. But maybe because I was really looking forward to it, and maybe because I missed the last time they had one of these, it really bothered me, and I got upset. So now I’m in a funk and I’m upset about that, too.

I think I’ll go to bed. That will make everything better.