one hundred and eighty one

I lectured. I felt good. It went away. I lost it.

one hundred and seventy five

Many things are good. I need to remember that.

Still oddly drained of energy.

ninety

A text message from a missed friend informed me that today 382 years ago the ship Vasa sank outside Stockholm, so with a water themed photo I wish you all a Happy Sinkday!

fortyseven

Still just worried. About everything and nothing. Crap.

nineteen

Still. That. Tired.

eighteen

My turn to sleep in the car back. And I kept sleeping. That Saturday in wet clothes drained me. Completely.