I don’t know whether it’s just the circumstances of this week, but my brain feels nearly completely purged of words. This isn’t ideal when one writes posts for a handful of blogs daily. And yet, I’m not that bothered either — what if it’s the Zoloft/Seroquel combination making a mighty kibosh on intrusive/negative thoughts? I certainly don’t feel bothered by the lack in my head, though I wouldn’t say that I’m disinterested either. I guess I’m treating it tentatively like a bulldozer clearing out the rubble, and laying a fresh foundation for me to build upon.
I’m still feeling a bit crap on the physical side though, as I’m sure the picture probably clearly expresses. I’m not as dizzy today as yesterday, but there’s still a fair amount of woozy. It’s progress, at least, and if the dizzy stays away I’ll be in good shape for the round trip to visit friends tomorrow (ain’t no party like a Eurovision watching party!). My shoulder — had I not mentioned the shoulder? I’m not sure what I did to it, but it’s been painful all week. It’s starting to feel a bit better, which is excellence incarnate. I do heal up pretty quick in the scheme of things, but when it’s something aggravated by existing? A bit harder to adjust for, hee hee.
So then, even if my brain is tentatively losing all the things it normally is saying, it’s still a good calming thing. My body slowly mending is a good thing. Fridays are always a good thing (if one works a normal-ish work week). My family makes me smile by existing, which is always a good thing. I’m feeling better enough to experience emotions like a real girl, and there’s been a lot this week to make me smile and feel grateful for my life.
Anyhoos, I’m going to try to get some work done, and of course, get more blood out of my caffeine stream. I hope that everyone is having an excellent day, with good things planned for the weekend.