Just been taking some time to try to get some shit in my life straightened out.
Been working a different schedule at the job: four days of nine or ten hour shifts, in exchange for three consecutive days off. Gives me time to recover, meditate, and contemplate. Time to work on my house, plants, or just time to read.
Anyhow, between the happy moods, suicidal moments, uncontrollable giddiness, and completely unnecessary anxiety and panic attacks, I am in fact muddling through, although at this time, I cannot specify the duration. (Sorry, guess I shouldn't be writing the journal while reprogramming my computer)
Well, since I almost always end these with a song reference: The party's in my head!
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