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Reset Forty-Nine, Day Fifty-Eight
Jul. 21st, 2023 01:28 amMood. Big mood. Thursday I spent sad. I made some pancakes for lunch, but they didn't cheer me up. An afternoon nap did nothing for my melancholy. The thought of dinner felt morose, so I just ate some cheese and crackers. I'm hungry now, but nothing I have on hand appeals to me. I have a cube of butter out to soften, so there could be toast later. I'm really feeling sleepy again.
Arrangements have been made to have groceries picked up Friday afternoon. I'll have to order online before too late in the morning. I hope I can organize my thoughts well enough to not forget anything important or get carried away and order stuff I don't need. Mostly all I've wanted to do for the last several hours is listen to this very sad song. I think maybe if I listen to it enough it will absorb all the sadness and I'll cheer up. It would probably be better to watch comedy clips, of course. But somehow the thought of doing that just makes me sadder. Like I would ruin the mood by not living through it. I guess I'm stuck.
Arrangements have been made to have groceries picked up Friday afternoon. I'll have to order online before too late in the morning. I hope I can organize my thoughts well enough to not forget anything important or get carried away and order stuff I don't need. Mostly all I've wanted to do for the last several hours is listen to this very sad song. I think maybe if I listen to it enough it will absorb all the sadness and I'll cheer up. It would probably be better to watch comedy clips, of course. But somehow the thought of doing that just makes me sadder. Like I would ruin the mood by not living through it. I guess I'm stuck.
