me: i feel so fucking frustrated right now!
him: what’s gotten you so frustrated? it’s friday.
me: i dunno. i woke up on the right side of the bed and then i started feeling like shit.
him: and then?
me: i went downstairs and sat on the couch for a bit. i was looking out the window and noticed it was gloomy and i realized i haven’t had any desire to have breakfast.
me: yes! you see? there is a problem! something is wrong with me. i love breakfast but today i’m not up for it.
him: it’s noon. this is unheard of. you should see a doctor.
me: maybe. i think i’m just exhausted today and that makes me frustrated because there are hundred things on my to-do list but i don’t have the energy to do them. but my will is fighting it.
him: yea? watchu gon’ do ’bout it?