Welp, as noted above, woke up in some type of serotonin deficit/funk. Everything appears to be the color greige or gunmetal or some other negative blah. Brain started right in running negative loop pathways for absolutely no apparent reason. Reliving past wounds. Angry at people from 30 years ago. Just pathetic, in terms of overall level of recovery and coping on my part. Embarrassing, really. For zero evident cause.

Decided to try to distract and cheer myself up with a movie I have wanted to see, 1917. Bad choice. What on earth was I thinking? I found All Quiet On The Western Front to be one of the most depressing books I have ever read when I was 14 or whatever it was. Everything from that era is depressing, to me. It's called "The Lost Generation" for a damn good reason. I only went to school for a thousand years--shouldn't I know all this by now? What a moron I am.

So, going to try to turn this wreck around. Make myself go ride, even though I totally don't want to it--in the least. I just want to sit here and be pissed. Maybe it will help.

Making lots of progress on the edit. Had forgotten how sort of speedy I can be when I am at this stage of the process. Shouldn't take long at all. Fairly pleased with it so far. Will need a few little tweaks here and there, but I have gotten in the habit of writing myself little messages within the actual text of reminder while doing a first draft, so I don't forget what I was thinking needed to be added/changed during the edits. It works well for me.

Hugs and love to all!!!!!!! I am so grateful for all of you and for all the incredible support you have so generously provided me. I feel so lucky!!