Wednesday.
Mid week.
A blue, blue day.
Today, I felt defeated. When I was penning this, I wasn't sure defeated was the right word. I looked up a definition and I still wasn't sure until I saw a few posts on google from forums and blogs.Most of the people who had posted seem to be in a worse frame of mind than myself, however the message was still the same.
I felt god damn awful today, possibily due to the fact that I was tired but all I wanted to do was get up from my desk and walk. Walk out into a cold breeze and walk. I don't know where to, but just wander aimlessly.
I think I felt defeated as it feels like I have so much on and so little time to organise myself and complete tasks and duties. My work finish time is a haze, it drags on to a hour which most would see as unreasonable, but its the only way I can seem to manage things.
On top of this, I have other things playing on my mind and I cannot seem to socialise or break away from the work mode. This is not resting well in my relationships and I am awaiting the moment when they crack too.
My definition of deafeted maybe different to the Oxford or Collins one, or to anyone elses but to me, to be defeated means I am failing to or have failed to acheive.
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