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Wednesday, 6 May 2020

Broken shell keeping on keeping on

I don't think I am winning at sanity.

My random and pointless anxiety is all over the place.  And tonight my ears are burning so much.  So I am split between wondering if I am feverish and falling in to the magical-thinking trap of wondering what unpleasant thing I did to make someone talk about me.
Just took my temperature and it is the lowest it has been in over a week.  Maybe warm ears are my body failing to accept it is over the slight fever of the past too long.

On Sunday my countdown delivery arrived.  A couple of slightly annoying substitutions but also one that was fine, they swapped my diabetic friendly bread with  the ploughman's soy and linseed.  It may be less good for me, but it tastes so good.

I can't really speak to what I have done with my week.
Continuing to be headachey is making me a bit vague.

And have done a little stressing about possibly getting an inheritance now that it has been mentioned to me.  I have to talk to WINZ about what I am legally allowed to get.  It may work out that I would be better off just not getting a share of the inheritance.

Tonight I am watching Normal People.  It might be a good show but my broken brain is reading too much of my last relationship into things, which sours the show.  And probably isn't even fair to the show.  My brain.....

And I have my largest assessment due in a few days and have not started it.  Too overwhelmed by nothing to focus, or care.

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