Shall I write blah blah blah 78 times? That’s where
my mood is today. My “wants” are not within my current capabilities. When a day
starts with an injection to dull a migraine, then the only way to go is up.
Where is my singing and dancing self? Even restricting news and putting my
attention on the lilac tree with its very first blossoms hasn’t lifted the
cloud yet. I cancelled a birthday party. No energy for socializing.
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