I'm infected by the sound.

[ebcdic]

I've been kind of a flake lately on here and with keeping in contact with people in general. Basically, I'm going through a lot of crap with my mental health still. The combo of drugs I'm on now seems to be leveling out my mood a bit. But I still feel anxious and like I'm crawling out of my skin. Lately I can only seem to sleep 4-5 hours a night. Which means 20 hours a day to fill with... what? I'm bored by my job (have an awesome boss though), can't concentrate long enough to read or even watch TV or play video games, and my house is already cleaner than it's been since I moved in. There's that little thing called exercise, but I take at least an hour long walk every day and that's about my tolerance for it at the moment, mentally and physically.

I wish I could write. I owe someone a charity fic still. Somehow I did manage to get a publisher to accept a short story of mine (and pay me for it), but that was already written and just collecting dust on my hard drive.

It's just hard to have all this free time and no patience to do anything to fill it with.