It's a Sunday, and I am out of sync a bit. Didn't plan on getting out of bed, haven't showered or prayed yet. read my meditations. I spent much of yesterday not thinking about her, crying when it came up. I geocached most of the day. Got a flat tire while downtown again. I did make it to the meditation meeting and the 11th step.
Today I may or may not go geocaching. I should get on my bike at some point at least. Play on the computer, meet with Danny at two and watch the Pat's play football.
This isn't a depression. I am in a funk, though. Which is not surprising, but am I pulling out of it? I lost the train of thought there. I will maybe actually do more writing today.
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