Couldn’t be bothered

I was in a depressive funk most of the day. My cousin’s birthday was today and I was invited to her party but I couldn’t be bothered with getting dressed. It seemed too much. I only was able to do my meds. I never got around to finished my chapter or getting my Econ book set up or brushing my teeth. I was just feeling really low.

My stomach was so so today. I was able to have two cups of coffee. I also had a rice bowl. Then my brother in law called me for dinner. He made jerk chicken. It was OK but salty. I only had one piece as my stomach started to hurt.

Sox had a day game and they won. Duran had his first inside the park homer and I was so happy. I knew he was going to be able to do it. He has so many triples. He just flies around the bases.