annanotbob's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Phew! Bloody hell, people, bloody hell. I had a lovely day yesterday, very peaceful and smooth, until I went to bed. I have my pills in one of those boxes with the days of the week marked on, as I could never remember whether or not I'd taken my anti-depressant, and I bung in a sleeping pill a day, so I don't have to look at nasty medicine packs all over the place. I'm in a bit of a trap with the sleeping pills, as I don't think they work any more really, but not taking one has me wide awake, 'ruminating' (going over and over all the ghastliness for hours on end) and my lot at the hospital are very much against ruminating. When I went to take my sleeping pill last night, Jesus bloody Christ, there was just an anti-depressant sitting in the Tuesday section, so I must have taken the sleeping pill in the morning! Just before I set off in my car to the doctor's and then over the downs to the gym for yoga. I remember finding it hard to hold my leg up parallel to the ground, but other than that I just felt very mellow. Either I was very lucky not to kill anyone as I drove merrily about the place, breaking the speed limit like I do, or the sleeping pills really do not work. When I parked up to take those pictures, I was stumbling about in the rough grass at the side of the road, ending up with scratches and cuts all over my legs, inches away from speeding traffic. Bloody, bloody hell. I shall try and calm down now. My yoga book's thought for today is: Embrace the confusion. Fucking smart-arse. Laters xxx |10:14 a.m. - 30/09/2009 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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