Sleeping really odd hours or sleeping all the time. Days are melting into one another, marked only by the undercurrent of panic and apathy, which is, yes, a strange mixture. Lost a part of my soul on my birthday and can’t seem to find it again.
Really need to shake this off.
Negativity is breeding negativity, which is all just dragging me down deeper.
Life Begins at 41...or maybe 43 