I found this picture and thought it looked about how I feel - just a little bit frazzled. Except instead of 'one of those days', it's one of those weeks; Tuesday when it felt like it should've been Thursday or Friday.
I've finished one poem recently, and started two others that sit in my notebook, barely an idea forming. I wonder how I did it every day for 30 days in April because I can't seem to focus right now. With all of the end of the year activities for school and my calendar looking like a small explosion, I'm just spinning.
Hopefully, I can come back up for some air soon.