Hey, guess who had yet another fucking all day panic attack today? I spent the morning on the couch, feeling like my world is about the implode and disappointed that I’m this way. Shawshank feels bad because there’s no real way for him to help me. Eventually, I settled down. It took several hours of…
I’ve seen sun dogs, lunar halos, and now a moon dog while here. I think that’s the whole set.
I woke up feeling slightly icky, which was a slight continuation of last night’s slight icky anxious feeling. Shawshank was worried about me before he even left for work. Pretty much the same thing that happened before my original flight. I’ve decided it wasn’t a stomach bug a couple of weeks ago. More than likely,…