On Tuesday I managed to get up and dressed and along to Artsenta for my writing for crazy people club. I wrote a poem that utterly failed to fit the briefing we were supposed to work toward and yet other people there seemed to like it. Afterward the guy who runs it asked me to type up the thing I had written two weeks earlier so it is now on their blog here. It is the piece with my initials attached. It is not great but it is what my brain did with the task set.
Then I went to town, got a steam bun for lunch and bought some groceries, before rushing them home so as to not pass the exchange at a risky time. The mental has been strong recently, and there are people I don't want top risk bumping in to.
I got home to not do anything for the rest of the day because my body decided I had used all available spoons. Fortunately I had bought easy to cook sensible dinner. Too much onion in the salad though, not fodmap friendly.
Today has been more nothing. Not even enough energy to try to play some The Sims 4. Have just been watching some of my backlog of movies. Including multiple 'thrillers' where the obvious 'victim' turned out to be the actual psychopath and the character obviously set up to be the villain of the piece ends up being actual victim. Seems to be a trend in 'surprise twists' that aren't remotely surprising.
I have to learn not to watch films with under 5 on IMDB.
Tomorrow I shall have to wear pants of leave the house again, to maintain the illusion that I human.
And hopefully my mass will be more like its normal size again then, today it is swollen and making my neck feel weird.
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