I’ve been wide awake since 4:30 A.M. for no particular reason other than for I fell into a turkey coma around 9:00 P.M. last night and I figured my body has had enough sleep. I am wondering if a leftover turkey sandwich is appropriate breakfast food. Then again it is not like my life and my life choices have ever been appropriate. I was never one to believe you could only have eggs for breakfast and steak for dinner. Actually I love to have “breakfast food” for dinner.
I am watching the movie Awakenings on the idiot box – I have never seen it before and I am finding it fascinating – really fascinating – extremely fascinating.
Thanksgiving at Mini Me’s went well – I laughed a lot – I ate a lot – I swore a lot. I love swearing! Came home with a full belly and multiple Tupperware type containers filled with yummy leftovers. It was good to see some people I haven’t seen in a long time and I got my adorable 2-year-old fix. This 2-year-old can be the best non prescribed drug therapy for me.
My days are starting to blend into each other and it actually took me a few minutes to figure out what day of the week it actually was – which kind of scared me. I would like to get a couple of things accomplished today like an oil change and picking up a couple of things at the art supply store but the thought of crowds and traffic are not very appealing to me right now. I have the feeling it will be a day filled with nothing much but me on the couch with my blanket and laptop. But really who knows – I never know what day will bring or where I will end up.
A feeling of melancholy just came upon me – a feeling on loneliness – I am suppressing the tears to the point my eyes and cheek bones are starting to hurt. It literally came out of nowhere – or did it. This is when I wish I could express myself better. This is when I go through the “why me!” thing in my head. This is when the drugs help me not to give a shit. Maybe I should just try to go back to sleep.