Day 200: Paycheck deductions have me looking forward to getting out of here again.
Day 201: Ye old depression.
Day 202: More existential dread and depression.
Day 203: Emotional breakdown of sorts in the morning followed by a milder mood and productive enough day. Moving my car, including the thought of needing to do so, gives me so much anxiety. Felt today I wanted to go back from whence I came, a land of abundant parking, fewer people, and cheaper living expenses. Just let me work from home there and have groceries and everything delivered to me. My life isn’t all that different from what it was before; mainly it’s pricier with less convenient parking. At least with all the not-driving, I can save money on gas because that’s expensive too.
I want to move.
Day 204: Despite saying a word to no one at work, appreciate the walk I took there and getting out for a bit. Gets dark while I’m walking home. Spooky.
Day 205: A calm day at home. My leg didn’t feel appreciative of all the walking I did yesterday so it got a chance to rest today.
Day 206: More leg rest!
Day 207: Go to work an hour early so I can leave an hour early to make it home before it gets dark. Other than a twinge, leg proves to be sufficiently rested. Another day of saying absolutely nothing at work. On my lunch break (which I never eat during), wish there was some place without people where I could chill. Manage to make it back home without getting hit by a car. (It’s dangerous to drive here, it’s dangerous to bike here, it’s dangerous to walk here.)
I look forward to moving. 😀
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