12,581 Days Alive
1 Project Completed
I went to see friends in Clearwater today. One thing it cemented was how much I would have hated the dastardly commute from home to Clearwater.
I got so anxious on the bridge, I had to dry swallow one of my pills for panic attacks.
I’m okay, but man do I hate it. I hate uncontrolled anxiety attacks.
Linna was my lunch date today. We hit up Tijuana Flats for some nasal-cavity clearing hot sauce and lunch. She wasn’t feeling well beforehand, unfortunately, so it was a short visit.
Then I went to see Meg and her husband, drop off a few things for them.
While there, I got to meet a tiny kitten named Poe! He was adorable.
Mentally, I’m doing okay, I guess? I’m tired, but I’ve been tired since I woke up this morning.
I was pretty exhausted post-panic attack and might have dozed off while crocheting on Linna’s Yule gift. By might have, I mean I totally did.
I guess I should go to sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
