I woke up with an urge to punch something in the face.
Didn't woke up badly, stressed or feeling tired.
I can recall my dream, too. It's far from distressing.
But more like...
Something rigid, strained or stiff in an abstract sense. Not a jet lag, but...
It doesn't help that I couldn't well breathe without being loud, and continuously losing patience because of it for some reason.
It's like I don't wanna deal with it yet I definitely can and I'm without protest.
But I don't not want to deal with it, and my head can reason more than just that.
Yes.
I just woke up.
And pissed and pissing off without any real justification.
In spite that I'm physically comfortable and that my mind had no real reason to act over whatever this is.
Nor my body had a real urge to physically do it, nor do my mind is resisting it.
This isn't even an emotion. Or supposedly a reaction. Not even a sensation or thought entered my space.
More like a process that just feels stiff and stuck whenever I turn onto certain thoughts and process.
And not a total loss of EF.
If it's EF issues, it's like all of the lights are lit enough except for one. I cannot identity that one.
Too subtle, but not too small to even ignore.
It's like looking at the entire spectrum, but a very specific shade of a very specific color is missing and you know it.
It's like... Being pissed without being spirituality, rationally, emotionally, or physically pissed. I checked.
I don't know how to name it, only describe it as usual.
Whatever this is, it's frustrating me in a sense it shouldn't.
Emotionally, I'm not even angry nor my thoughts are demanding
It's a weird paradox. It's like losing something without actually losing it, and there are no tricks involved if it is missing and knowing it IS missing.
And it's confusing the heck out of me.