A hard day. I wrote about some of it on my Keeping Track post. The rest of it...I'm just worn down. Too much. Too much. My stomach is in knots. My soul is in knots. I'm trying to pray, I really am. I admired how Queen Elizabeth II knelled by her bed every night, all of her life, to say her prayers.
Rain is supposed to start tonight and be strong by tomorrow, with wind. I'm happy for the redwood tree outside of my window, I'm focusing on him. Me, I feel like I'm going to fall apart entirely when that rain comes. The sound of it. I don't know how I keep doing this. The med increases will have to help, they can't not help.
I did get a long, long strand of colored lights to hang around my apartment. 200 lights. I realized that Amazon delivered a packaged that contained a box of Christmas lights and a box of Hanukkah (menorah) candles. That struck me as amusing. And nice.