Fucked
I went out for an early shopping this morning (Sunday). I went to Cardiff, returned some library stuff down the chute, caught a bus back to Glendale, shopped quickly in Coles and caught the bus home. I left about 8:05am and got home by 10:10am.
And yet, I feel totally upset. I'm not sure why. It's Spring Equinox today and I just feel fucked,
Is it that (though because of my hearing difficulties I'm not sure) because Kevin's girlfriend might have been referring to me as "he"? IS it a mild panic attack over the possibility of being accosted at the end of my street while coming home with groceries (happened twice in the last three weeks)? Is it that for some reason I've stopped making web comics? Is it that after two months, I still haven't sorted out what my values are? Or is it something else?
I don't know, but I probably need to sit out the back with the dogs and have a ponder.