Letting the depression win a bit today, like an enveloping soft and familiar friend. Kitty is well looked after, and I did housekeeping basics and a couple of loads of laundry. But I allowed myself 5 cups of tea, two beyond my usual maximum. And I found yesterday's clothes a bit too comfortable to get out of to have a bath, so I'm not having one.

I'm just too tired to fight the good fight today, I did the important stuff. I'm just letting the fog roll in, just for today.