This should be the tale of my thirtieth year.

1.10.2005

Finding my way through the fog.

Having anxiety dreams, probably because I'm having anxiety. Ain't that always the way?

Headed up to WC this morning (after having to peel myself out of bed) to look after my Little Mighty Mouse. He's so cute. He's getting more curious about things and very enthusiastic. Had lunch with he and his Mom, then he and I played until his Dad got home. I didn't manage to catch a smile, or even a good picture, but...

Doing my winter zigzag through the gamut of emotions, all the way realizing how little I am getting done, and how much I am retreating from the world. It is supposed to sunshine for a couple of days, so that will hopefully wash it all away.

I have been thinking about my girls, and how close they are to finishing up with the academics. I wish them strength and sunshine for their endeavors.

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