Jul 13, 2011 21:11
- I do not understand Cherry Coke. I don't even really like the taste of it, but I cannot stop drinking it when it exists. I suspect it may have actual crack in it. I'm just saying.
- Focus problem has partially been solved by taking pills before I go to bed, rather than when I wake up. I am still a little vague about the world, and occasionally catch myself sitting around staring at nothing with my eyes unfocused for god knows how long, but I am at least capable of paying attention to one thing for more than a minute at a time, if I really try. This is progress.
- I am so fucking restless right now. I want to get in a car and drive forever.
Well, no, that's not true. I want to get in a car and make someone else drive forever, while I curl up in the front seat and read and write and stare at the landscape.
Sadly, this is not an option. I think I'll feel better when we move, and I want to do it now. I have not exactly been here longer than any other house I've lived in in my life, but we are coming up on that time, and it makes me unhappy. Unfortunately, I don't know when we're moving or where to, and not knowing just makes the restlessness worse.
We're supposed to be looking at a few houses on Thursday. Only the fact that my back is trying to kill me (though less than it was a couple days ago) is stopping me from demanding that Beka get me boxes and plastic tubs so I can start packing right fucking now.
health: adventures in psychopharmacology,
me: bound to be a rover,
random observations