In case you didn’t already know this, a negative attitude can become a self-fulfilling prophecy. Usually does, in fact. It’s just that I have to remind myself every morning, and especially on a morning like this, when my body is all turned around by the time change. I get up groaning about how lousy I feel, but lousy is just code for “It’s too early!”

It’s a bad habit, this telling myself something bad without really thinking about it. It’s better to let the bad thoughts just drift through. That way, I can always hope they don’t stick. Today, every so often I would become inadvertently mindful of the fact that I was walking around like a zombie. That allowed me to function in an un-zombie-like manner, most of the time.

I can fool my brain, at least to some degree. But I couldn’t fool my stomach today. It’s a weird sensation, getting hungry at all the wrong times. It sneaks up on you, and it’s hard to know what to do. I mean, eat, obviously. But what? It’s outside the general plan for a healthy diet, so I tend to grab whatever’s close. (Plus, I haven’t been to the store for a week and I’m out of everything.)

What I didn’t see coming was the wall I smacked into late this afternoon. I thought I was doing pretty well, and then all of a sudden I was fighting to stay conscious. If I thought the extra daylight would keep me working longer, I was wrong. I wasn’t counting on the wall, and I sure didn’t see it coming.