This week I write just to keep my routine going, if one had a shell I would be in it I think.
My mind won’t focus and my body aches, I am begginning to think the pain is mind made to keep me inside, it’s worked. At least I stayed away from the bed.
Sometimes you just have to ride out the body shots and just get through, it’s group tomorrow so that means I have to go out. It should get the ball rolling again, and it should be dry, it’ll be a long walk for Spot and myself if it is I think.
Even when I don’t want to do anything, I still don’t want to not do this. One just has very little to say this week.