Anyone else starting to feel a bit worn out by things? No? Just me then. Maybe I took the whole last couple of years to personally, that whole pandemic, crap health, poor choices, dying relatives thing has slightly dampened my enthusiasm for life, and the impending Christmas shenanigans in less than a week aren’t helping. So like the protagonist in an overly dramatic romantic novel I’ve taken to my bed.

I’m currently dreading the need to go and get groceries, because unmasked crowds are making me equally anxious for my health, and rage filled at peoples selfish choices. so I’m going to leave it a couple of hours till things calm down, both in the shopping center and my digestive tract.

I have a doctors appointment on Thursday, to follow up on the last lot of tests, so I might see if I can take a couple of weeks off current medication to see if I am sick from the cure or the disease. Because I’m a bit over it at the moment, and it would be nice to feel vaguely human for a bit.