Today i woke up very tired, but as soon as the coffee kicked in i became almost normal. A bit of tiredness and some need for isolation persists since yesterday. Baby Love inhabits the bedroom, watching Netflix and playing with the cat. I prefer the kitchen at this point, with my music, my keyboard and smoking whenever. I think i need some time before joining Baby Love in the bedroom and resuming life as we know it. Apparently there's some anxiety still, related to the busy busy Saturday we had yesterday.
The operation with depositing the funds to the credit card account went by pretty smoothly. The streets were, as expected, deserted with a few exceptions. There was a supermarket open non-stop on the main street with the ATM, and people were sparsely entering it and exiting.
Maybe some time with my breathing would calm me down?
[some minutes later] i was right, it did help. My legs are now relaxed and i'm feeling better.
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Personal Diary / Journal - art, addiction and a whole lotta love
Non-FictionArt, addiction and a whole lotta love. I am a happy but struggling individual.
