13,067 Days Alive
It seems another day of technical difficulties. Work went well for the first bit, but then I had a massive panic attack and wasted half my lunch break in distress.
Don’t know what triggered it.
I’ve been writing witchy shit lately. Kind of makes me want to get back into writing fiction. I want to finish Midnight Calls. Maybe I can try writing some tomorrow evening after work.
I’ve been reading more, too. I’m on Chapter 11 of The Modern Guide to Witchcraft or something like that. Too tired to get up and look what the exact title is.
I’ve got to ground and center tonight, before I try to sleep. I think I’ll meditate with my amethyst.
Anyway, I hope y’all are staying safe and well. Take your meds, folks.
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