Huh. Not that sad after all.
Feb. 19th, 2004 10:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I am pleased to report that I have learned to self-medicate for the blues.
To wit:
When I woke up this mornin' (beh-BEHR-neh-neh)
I was feelin' mighty low (beh-BEHR-neh-neh)...
No, not that kinda blues.
Anyway, I woke up today feeling shitty. It was sunny out, but I didn't want to get out of bed. Felt tired and dragged out and very, very sad. I dragged my ass up, put some laundry in, started making coffee and oatmeal. Did dishes. Was so in my own world that I didn't notice
amber_phoenix until a few seconds after she said good morning and touched me. Really out of it.
So instead of taking my breakfast to the computer and starting to work right away, I sat at the sunniest spot at the dining room table, ate, and read the first chapter of How to Get Happily Published.
And I feel better. Go fig.
To wit:
When I woke up this mornin' (beh-BEHR-neh-neh)
I was feelin' mighty low (beh-BEHR-neh-neh)...
No, not that kinda blues.
Anyway, I woke up today feeling shitty. It was sunny out, but I didn't want to get out of bed. Felt tired and dragged out and very, very sad. I dragged my ass up, put some laundry in, started making coffee and oatmeal. Did dishes. Was so in my own world that I didn't notice
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So instead of taking my breakfast to the computer and starting to work right away, I sat at the sunniest spot at the dining room table, ate, and read the first chapter of How to Get Happily Published.
And I feel better. Go fig.