It is the weather

There were many aspects of my physical appearance that I struggled with and I have managed to overcome them over the years.

All I can smell is smoke. All I am feeling is my head pounding and my shoulders aching.

My legs are literally jelly. The TV has nothing interesting. The web even worse.

First world problems eveywhere. People whining about non-issues. People panicking about non-issues.

People who tell the world that they are sarcastic or something by sharing supposedly smart quotes on Facebook.

Bad music. Vapid music. Boys singing like girls. Girls not singing.

I feel like a rubbish bag. My brains going boom boom boom.