Unemployed again as yesterday but i’m feeling less achy and for once in my life less whiney. Honest. I can climb into bed and snuggle down with Patrick and feel less anxious.
This is probably because I got to have some quality sleep when I went back to bed after i’d given up on a job for the day, I got mental and emotional stimulation looking at leaves when I walked to buy stuff for tea (the colours and shapes you see) and I had a pie for lunch (and no puking)…
Quite an uneventful day but a day where life felt good, even if I was unemployed, technically homeless and getting excited about leaves.
The strange life and loves of a Monky. Occupational hazard.