I’m still feeling depressed. I’m trying not to go into the abyss. I’m listening to Tortured Poets again. I showered but didn’t shave. I haven’t done anything but dishes which flared up my back. Tomorrow I need to go to the police dept to drop off the sharps. Hope it will be nice out. Today it rained and for some reason I woke up with my leg hurting me. I’ve been trying not to stay in one position too long.
I didn’t read last night. I went to bed. Had weird dreams again. I pretty much slept through the night, which is rare. I did wake up right before 7 to pee. I took my meds. I should have stayed up. I’ve been suffering with allergies all day. My throat hurts and keeps getting dry.
I made a pot pie for dinner while I took a shower. My appetite goes up and down. Yesterday I was ravenous and today I’ve just had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch. I got up at 1. Red Sox beat the White Sox. Series is tied but it should have been swept. It’s too early to be disappointed but idk. This win one or two games a week needs to stop. They also need to stop going in order. Inning after inning. It’s pathetic.
I’m hoping tomorrow is a good day because I want to go to library and get the book that is on hold. Not sure I’ll be able to swing it. Depends how close the station is from the Square bus. I can picture where it is but not sure how far as it’s been a long while since I’ve been in that area.
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