My anxiety level is, again, through the roof. It's hard to get myself going and do something. Randy heard from the doctor (himself), unfortunately it was when he was at his Mom's. So now they're playing telephone tag. Of course I'm at work and don't know what the hell is going on.
This doesn't seem normal to me. I have been taking my pill, for the most part.
And, no I haven't worked on the novel (short story) lately. I just don't feel like it.
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