Right...OK...
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anonymoose_au11:05pm: I opened this tab like an hour and a half ago and I'm only just now starting to type in it. Pft, fail.
Anyway, I'm sorry to say my mental state is still kinda...off...I'm starting to wonder if not having a proper breakfast before taking my anti-depressant is behind it. I mean obviously I have to take it every day, but I do recall reading about the importance of taking it after eating. But maybe I need a bit more than a mandarin and a couple of spoons of yogurt.
Anyway, I felt upset this morning and like I've been saying since Wednesday I can't put a finger on why. I feel that something's missing, but what? I did IMcrossover_chick and talk for a bit (thanks, Vic) which made me think maybe it's writing. Like I signed up to Camp NaNo this month with the intention of getting back in the game only to find...I don't know what to write? Like...I've got no inspiration! At all?! I usually make up little stories in my head all the time, even if I never write any of it down and they seem to have gone AWOL too. It's disturbing.
Although having written that out I can see why something seems to be missing...because it is! My creative mojo! Where did it go? Why did it go? And why have I only just noticed this turn of events? Because thinking about it, I'm sure the little narrator in my head has been quiet for a while now. But I just noticed it this Wednesday? Why then? I've been quite happy these past few months - the odd panic attack excepted - scratches head.
The only thing I can think of is that I've been slacking off on my reading since been told about needing to move from the Granny Flat - and even though that's all cleared up now - I haven't got back into it and now my brain is all quiet, with more time to think about bad stuff.
The book I'm currently halfway through is about Roger Federer and one fan's journey watching him play and whatnot. Which perhaps is a bit of a bad choice because sadly even switching channels last night and going to bed didn't work. The Fed-Ex fought back valiantly only to go down in five sets to Freddo. Sigh.
I do have a number of other books to read though so I could look at those! I really should get with the program.
I might also be a bit distressed because last weekend when I went to my grandparents' place I discovered I hadn't put the top on my wart removal stuff properly and some of it leaked on my purple shirt - the one I sewed by hand - and left a stain, which hasn't come off despite washing! Damn, what if it won't come out? I worked so hard on that shirt...
Shakes head.
Anyway, I turned the heater off in preparation for going to bed and now it's getting chilly in here so I'm gonna wrap this up now. Besides I skipped my Russian last night and I really ought to do it now.
Goodnight all!
Anyway, I'm sorry to say my mental state is still kinda...off...I'm starting to wonder if not having a proper breakfast before taking my anti-depressant is behind it. I mean obviously I have to take it every day, but I do recall reading about the importance of taking it after eating. But maybe I need a bit more than a mandarin and a couple of spoons of yogurt.
Anyway, I felt upset this morning and like I've been saying since Wednesday I can't put a finger on why. I feel that something's missing, but what? I did IM
crossover_chick and talk for a bit (thanks, Vic) which made me think maybe it's writing. Like I signed up to Camp NaNo this month with the intention of getting back in the game only to find...I don't know what to write? Like...I've got no inspiration! At all?! I usually make up little stories in my head all the time, even if I never write any of it down and they seem to have gone AWOL too. It's disturbing.Although having written that out I can see why something seems to be missing...because it is! My creative mojo! Where did it go? Why did it go? And why have I only just noticed this turn of events? Because thinking about it, I'm sure the little narrator in my head has been quiet for a while now. But I just noticed it this Wednesday? Why then? I've been quite happy these past few months - the odd panic attack excepted - scratches head.
The only thing I can think of is that I've been slacking off on my reading since been told about needing to move from the Granny Flat - and even though that's all cleared up now - I haven't got back into it and now my brain is all quiet, with more time to think about bad stuff.
The book I'm currently halfway through is about Roger Federer and one fan's journey watching him play and whatnot. Which perhaps is a bit of a bad choice because sadly even switching channels last night and going to bed didn't work. The Fed-Ex fought back valiantly only to go down in five sets to Freddo. Sigh.
I do have a number of other books to read though so I could look at those! I really should get with the program.
I might also be a bit distressed because last weekend when I went to my grandparents' place I discovered I hadn't put the top on my wart removal stuff properly and some of it leaked on my purple shirt - the one I sewed by hand - and left a stain, which hasn't come off despite washing! Damn, what if it won't come out? I worked so hard on that shirt...
Shakes head.
Anyway, I turned the heater off in preparation for going to bed and now it's getting chilly in here so I'm gonna wrap this up now. Besides I skipped my Russian last night and I really ought to do it now.
Goodnight all!
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Date: 2016-07-10 02:24 am (UTC)