I went grocery shopping early this morning at my favorite store. It's been exactly one month (31 days) since I went there. I was disappointed that no one remarked that they hadn't seen me in a while. On the other hand, I didn't recognize anyone. I didn't go there for a while because of my car being serviced and away.

As I got there, the car made a little noise but when I drove home it sounded great. So I don't know. Even though my car was tied up for a while with costly work, I'm scared that something else is going to happen.

A week before my car broke down, I was telling myself that I should sell it. For a good long time before the car broke down, it was running great. But now it doesn't feel the same. I wished I had sold it when I told myself to! I'm having anxiety and depression about it. I'm planning to get rid of it within a couple of months from now. My car is either 16 or 17 years old.

I'm feeling depressed about the car and also because of this time of year. When spring comes I feel depressed a lot. I haven't been sleeping well lately. And this time of year reminds me of other years at this time when things went bad. This year, so far, is no exception.