I wish I were recording some of it.... perhaps eventually I'll find the energy, make the time.
I think sometimes that I'm am truly psychotic. Really. My brain is messed up.
But then I think sometimes that we are all insane, each in our own individual ways.
I've been in a foul mood this week, interspersed with occasional strange moments of cheer.
I have this desire to hole up in my house and not do anything and not speak to anybody for about a week.
But instead I'm driving to visit my brother, sister-in-law, and nephew this weekend.
I am thrilled to be doing so, and I have missed all of them very much.
But I am still feeling tired and achy and anti-social, or at least I would like to be anti-social, were it not for all the obligations I have.