I finished my book and I need a new one to distract me from my depression and intrusive thoughts but I can’t bear the thought of leaving the house. I might be able to get out but the thought of walking into a store and choosing a couple of books is even more daunting. But I lost my kindle charger so I can’t use it. I’m not really interested in watching anything so I’ve been staring into space for the past hour. I would lay in bed but RS would tell me that’s no good. And he’s right.

I can’t color right now due to my carpal tunnel so I’m really kinda beat.