I've been depressed for about 24 hours. It's the strangest physical sensation, mostly accompanied by as desire to sit around and stare into space, not doing anything.
Now that may be laziness, but in my case it seems to be a bit more than that.
Haven't gone off my meds. Nothing really horrible has happened in my private or public life. It isn't even a blizzard here. I just feel yucky.
I have, by great feats of will, managed to do two contracts and finish the Andalus mittens. I have another contract to get done for tomorrow noon, and I really should at least try to find the mending. Why do I want to go and lie down instead?
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