Rain and laziness.

Not much of anything going on. I've had a couple of invites to places this weekend, but due to my stupid tailbone injury I've had to decline. For once, I wanted to go - perhaps this means that I'm feeling a little more social these days. But I've been through such hell in the last few years with this depression of mine that I don't want to assume that anything's over. Even now I can feel a headache brewing - so it's not quite as over as I want to believe.

I'm doing much better these days, though.

It's raining out and I'm just enjoying it. Somehow being lazy on my couch fits with a day like this.

Not much else to tell. I did get up off of my ass and clean a little, in the bedroom and in the kitchen.. so maybe I am starting to see a light in the tunnel. I don't know.

I just don't want to rush recovery. I'm so scared that it's all just temporary.

Time for the Flintstones and to curl up in a throw. More later this week, undoubtedly when I feel like shit from working, heh.