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[scarlet_space]

Today we took Jack to the museum.

He was perfect.

It was perfect.

I cant believe how much I love him.
I mean really love him.
I honestly do now.
I think the PND is going away.

I have more antidepressants.... again.

But I'm okay.
Things arent too bad.. just a bit.. directionless.
I feel like I'm adrift in an ocean of mess.

I'd like it very much if I was drifing along, a steady current, a canal or suchlike.
But canals are manmade.
I have to make myself a life, instead of expecting my life to make itself.