Sitting here proctoring a final exam. I should be doing something productive with the quiet time, but I can’t muster the energy, what with having a virus and not really being into anything much since the funeral.
I feel like I’ve been moving through water these last couple of weeks. I’m not exactly depressed. It’s just that everything seems muted and dull. I have lots of moments when I see something, think that I should tell Mom about that, and then remember. Mostly though I’m on cruise control. It’s a weird feeling.
Anyway, I am still trying to find the joy in Christmas and count the blessings I have. Like anthropomorphic GMO candy. How are you guys getting ready for the holidays?