by John Yeo
Daniel was tired; not just sleepily tired, but a tiredness that had taken hold of his whole being. A weary lethargic state of mind that seemed to kill off any inclination to do anything.
Daniel however got a grip of this situation and forced life to go on. Every day he would carry out his regular routine; a routine that he loved in more ways than he cared to admit.
'I will not get weighted down, by giving in to these horrific, demanding, feelings that are so painfully alien to me.' Daniel thought.
'For a start, there's no way the reality of the future can ever be as black as I am imagining. I seem to have developed a habit of always looking at the worst outcome of any situation and painting the picture black: Pure jet black.'
His mind drifted over the events that led to this obnoxious state of being. There was absolutely nothing in his life that could possibly have engendered this typhoon of negativity.
'There are several minor issues that have been around for a very long time. None connected to this latest hurricane of events however.'
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