lethargicSo, when you've been as fucked in the head as I've been lately, people often say it's best to concentrate on the little things and find positives. This is kind of a pathetic attempt, but:
The other night I had pancakes. I made them from (kind of) scratch and they tasted divine, along with a big glass of milk; and
Today, I fell asleep on the couch. It was only for an hour and a half, but since sleep has evaded me for the past three days (or when I did sleep, I was wracked with nightmares), this particular hour and a half of sleep was wonderful and although I woke to my dog scratching to go out, I felt somewhat refreshed.
Those two moments are the happiest I've been in a month. That's terrible, I know. But hey, at least I'm trying.
Nothing is making me laugh much right now. Nothing is motivating me. There have been no real good distractions to speak of. I feel like I've completely lost the essence of myself.
