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[falcongrrl]

Tonight--this morning--I am fidgety and awake, whether from anxiety or generic zoloft or illness or cold meds, I'm not sure. Maybe it's a combination of all of the above. I binged on chocolate graham crackers and milk--old, bad habits die hard, I guess. Now, in the aftermath of that, I'm not sure if I feel better or worse. Fuller, in any case, I suppose.

I can't put my finger on the root cause of it, either. I suspect that being sick does decrease my serotonin levels somehow--I've noticed issues with this before--but this is less depression and more just a foot-tapping, mindracing unease that I can't seem to shake.

I think some of it is from financial worry, some of it is the rejected job. Some of it is the overbooked weekend and logistics challenges, both during the weekend and before. Some of it is Daniel's birthday coming with nothing concrete planned for it - the party will be here, but that's about all I know.

I'm tired but not sleepy. I keep hoping that words will make it better, but they don't.

Best wishes to a cat whose spirit left this world today. Safe journeys, Spud. Thank you for all that you brought to my friend's life.

That's all for now, I guess.

Comments

[glashund.livejournal.com]

Aw. Best wishes seconded; I found Spud a most agreeable cat-loaf during his stay here.

[gleefulfreak.livejournal.com]

This may or may not apply to you, but I just a couple of days ago went through a period of feeling fretful and doubtful and frustrated with myself. I'd been slacking on my sadhana to make time for some morning commitments, and as soon as I got back to doing the full complement that I'm trying to do every morning, I felt SO much better.

Erf,

[animakitty.livejournal.com]

I hope your burden of stress eases, and you can get some good sleep. One will definitely help the other.