I've only had one cup of coffee and just made my second. I shut off the alarm clock at 7 am and turned over and slept some more until I woke up on my own. I had some very interesting dreams during that time. Actually, it was a long story and it seemed to take forever. I must analyze it over the course of the day, because there were a lot of interesting details in it.
I have decided that I'm not depressed, but that I do have therapy fatigue and that this spills over into my regular life and makes me want to huddle in a cocoon and take a "vacation" and let the world get on without me participating for a while.
I sleep a lot during the day due to my medicines (the anti psychotic that I take 3 times a day) and I find this very pleasant, as I'm also sleeping well during the night now. It's like I'm taking a huge time out in the form of sleep and what better way to get rest? I'm like Sleeping Beauty in my castle and my whole world has come to a stop. Even Jesker spends all his time next to me sleeping. It's very nice.
So, that's just really all I've got to tell you right now, because I feel a huge sleep coming on and I'm going to lie down on the sofa with my book.
Have a great day.