Dear Diary,
Since last night I've had a bit of an anxiety issue, because of my receding hairline. It may be that I don't have a receding hairline and I'm over-worrying about it. The anxiety feels very real though. I managed to wake up quite early and I have gotten off to a decent start this morning. I'm doing some job searches and getting on slowly. I might make the best of a day where I feel awful. Spending the weekend with Antonia reminds me of how much I miss human touch, social contact and interactions.
In other news, I've gotten £60 to proofread a dissertation. Monies which I consider welcome in my account. I wouldn't call it a silver lining to my horrible feelings right now, but maybe a copper one.
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