overall I think I'm better but this was a tough morning, too many mother references and my grief (at not being one) feels so fresh
tired too, that generally makes for a rough morning, but I went out, walked the dog, got some groceries
trying not to be too anxious and feel like I've already failed before the art shows actually happen
I seem quite gifted at self-fulfillng prophecies of doom, feels like a skill I've honed since birth, willing it away if I can.
time for naps.
so much for good sleep hygiene
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