And it didn't make a sound. I'm in a major transition and not working for at least another 2 weeks. Turns out that I get a little bit paralyzed with all that time to spend at my leisure, but my goals seem like mountains so I freeze in front of them. That should pass.
I guess that I am also under the backlash of all the mindfucks an emotions that made me leave work. It was big. I don't know if I can blame the pills for my inertia or if I am more exhausted than I knew. I can certainly blame it for feeling so nauseous after I eat.
I took my bike out cause I needed it. My ankle is still fragile (the one I sprained a few weeks back) so I refrain from too much activity, but I can walk, bike and swim and I try to do that every other day at least. I find that I am trapped here in my wee place so it does me good to go out.
All in good time I guess. I will keep you posted. This is weird.
Amourx.
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