I have sort of come to the conclusion that drugs are bad. I do not want to take lithium. And I think I will scale back. Additionally, my stupid idiot father gave me some photographs of when I was a child. It just brought back traumatic memories. This blog is turning more into a personal account of my life than esoteric ideas, which is kind of what I had wanted.
I am a third through Anna Karenina. I am sitting here listening to Christmas tunes. Anna Karenina is a good book, but it is dense. I feel like a child again. And that is not a good thing, in my case.
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