It’s quiet when the day begins. Nothing much is wrong. Just a few things on my mind, nothing I can’t hold. Something small I didn’t do, something I forgot. Said I’d get to it later, never really got. One more thing gets added on. Didn’t feel it then. Just a little more to carry, same as it’s been. It’s starting to build. Thought I had some space today, but it filled up fast. Things I didn’t deal with yesterday still somehow last. A message I haven’t answered, something I put off. Keep telling myself I’ll fix it, but I never stop. It’s starting to build. Nothing feels that different, but something doesn’t sit right. It’s all still pretty quiet, just harder to keep light. It’s starting to build. Nothing feels that different, but something doesn’t sit right. It’s all still pretty quiet, just harder to keep light. It’s starting to build.