Today: reading the paper, allowing myself to emotionally engage with various crises in Myanmar and China for the first time and I felt I was going to sob into my flat white - for obvious reasons.
Work is driving me insane. I am bored of it. Entirely and Officially, which means that I will be looking for a new job in earnest from tonight onwards. No big loss, as my contract is due to run out soon anyway.
I'm overthinking anything that has been said by or to me in the last 24 hours, and thus gradually convincing myself of what a terrible person I am... Mmm, Spiral A Go Go.
My newly established Extreme Organisation has filled tonight with writing for Derby that I really don't want to do. Blah. All I want to do is read and stare into space, and maybe clear out my wardrobe again again. And maybe bake muffins and do other domestic things in preparation for the week ahead.
Suspect premenstruality - which means that I have two or three more days of this. Dreadful. Maybe I should find myself a woman-hut to spend the next week in where I can be alone.
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