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Nothing ever changes.
Aug. 20th, 2014 04:09 pmWell, my eldest kitty is gone now. It hurts, and I miss him, but in a way it's a relief not having to worry about him 24/7. I know that's horrible of me, but not being constantly twitchy and scared and paranoid really IS a relief.
Life pretty much still sucks though. I feel proud over the fact that I'm practically starving myself which is really very bad indeed, my stress levels are in the red because I need to finish ten paintings by October and I haven't even started yet for lack of inspiration, and my sleep patterns are as ever screwed up to the nth degree.
At least I've started reading again. Doesn't sound like much, but it's a part of the old me that I've missed.
Life pretty much still sucks though. I feel proud over the fact that I'm practically starving myself which is really very bad indeed, my stress levels are in the red because I need to finish ten paintings by October and I haven't even started yet for lack of inspiration, and my sleep patterns are as ever screwed up to the nth degree.
At least I've started reading again. Doesn't sound like much, but it's a part of the old me that I've missed.
