avril

A woman's t shirt said "worry less, pray more"

There have been, there will be, many days in life which end on a note that does not satisfy us

My writing on this day feels unsatisfactory, I feel anxiety worming inside me. This doesn't properly represent how I feel, I am irked, vexed, peeved, galled. The verbs I chose feel wrong. Is it brave of me to press on in my quest, searching earnestly for a way to legitimaze how I've felt today, reaching the proper verbage, or am I better on to the next?

I don't like this one so much.