Saturdays are the sort of day that I can't stand. I always hated being off work on a Saturday, but yet hated working it at the same time. And now, I can't even remember what it's like being at work at all.
I've been off for well over a month now. Time seems so frozen still, but it still passes just the same. This week has been a mixture of really fun activities and total mind melting silence. I've been in a helpless haze for much of it. Not even sad. Not even bored. Just glazed and out of touch.
The future has been frightening me, the thought of it. My mind keeps wandering forward when I wish it would stay glued to the spot.
Headache.
Maybe a mug of tea will help.
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