Feeling anxious and extra tired today. Flitting from one thing to another. I just don’t like it when too many things are up in the air. It’s as if life is in suspension. Wish I could just relax and be with every moment, instead of worrying steadily for most of the past four months.
I did try to manage it: I worked out. I gave myself an opportunity to read a book and nap (couldn’t nap—unusual for me), took a bath and read, etc. Got a good book finished, but still feel out of sorts.
We’ll see what tomorrow brings.