3rd of Spooktober

12,515 Days Alive

Nothing really to report today. I took a shower and made a thing for a dear friend. And now I’m going to bed.

Another Tired Tuesday

12,499 Days Alive

I started watching Downton Abbey tonight. The costumes are beautiful and the characters a delight to spend an hour or two with.

Still 12,489 Days Alive

I really just feel frayed as a broken rope.

12,488 Days Alive

I went out today to get some writing done. I was less successful on that end, but had some positive things happen anyway.

12,485 Days Alive

I’m exhausted. Two doctor appointment and that stressful other damn thing at my day up.

I’m going to bed.

12,477 Days Alive

2 Days of Chest Pains

My chest still burns like it’s on fire and that a vice is squeezing my heart every time I breathe in too hard. It’s not fun.

I’m going to crawl into bed at my earliest opportunity and greet tomorrow feeling much better, I hope.

Take your meds, folks.

12,458 Days Alive

No Spoons. I’ll post proper tomorrow. I’ve got to be up before six am due to some drama.

12,456 Days Alive

I think I’m coming out the other side of this depressive downswing. Continue reading “Might Be Okay Monday” →

12,455 Days Alive

8,135 Books to Read

I need more sleep. Or more rest. I can’t quite seem to sleep well.

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I’m looking forward to sleeping for as long as soon as possible. Continue reading “Glad for the weekend” →