Borderline

I could feel myself slipping into that borderline state yesterday, channeling my mother. Just generally hateful. Tabulating a long list of slights: So-and-so does not appreciate me-e-e-e, so fuck ‘em. Fumbling social encounters. Catching glimpses of myself in the mirror and thinking, You are ugly, ugly, ugly.

I can only imagine this is due to the weather and the season. Unrelenting grey. Cold. Trying to snow. I mean, the logistics of putting together the New Mexico trip are a bit irksome, but not that irksome.

So, I guess I will be shopping for light boxes and Vitamin D supplements today. And upping my gym sessions.

Because I certainly don’t want to spend from now till March feeling like this.

And my life is actually pretty okay these days. Yeah. I am having to churn out more scut work than I really want to be churning out.

But actually, I’m lucky to have the opportunity to churn out scut work.