I have begun this day with an error.
I’ve had two cups of coffee on an empty stomach followed by two pieces of raisin bread toast. And now I feel terrible. Like agitated, over-stimulated, anxious, and high/low at the same time.
Yes, I’m reading the Potatoes Not Prozac book, and yes I know better than this.
Hard to believe I know better and yet i’ve done this to myself. I could have gotten up and gone for a long run in weak sunshine. I could have read my new junky detective novel on the couch.
It’s 10:30 am and I’m already waiting for it to be tomorrow, so that I can start again.
Greetings to Day #38. It would seem like I still have issues on self-torturing to sort out …