I haven't felt like doing much of anything.
Between the heat and my depression things get dodgy and I am tempted to curl up into the fetal position and take refuge on my couch.
But I won't.
The week working at home was what I needed, surrounded by friends and family but now I need to find a different salve to take the sting out of life.
I'm getting back to the shiftless feeling of "is this all there is?" There's got to be something else, something more to all of this, perhaps I'm not looking in the right places.
I need to work less. But I don't think I'd be happier with less money.
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