Okay! Got the mopping done! It's afternoon and I have opened every window wide. The wind is blowing through the apartment and giving it an awakening. Not cold, balmy. I'll have to close them in a while, but for now the music is on and the cats are awake and aware, running around with the wind.
I do feel little demons floating around, which is disturbing to me, but I think they are the result of me becoming aware of a lower aspect of the astral plane because of this severe depression. So I just have to make an effort to ignore them, but that takes a lot of energy, which is draining. Do I say the wrong things to prescribers? Why don't they listen to me?
Going to put my hands on my skates and get them on my feet, lace them up, stand up, and skate.