I made a website. Other significant events on this day include:
Mood lately has been kinda rough. I have my every-other-month appointment with the psychiatrist tomorrow morning and I'm already up too late. I want to ask her if I ever got put on that waitlist for therapy, because I forgot to last time. I'm not sure what it would do, but I want to show myself, if no one else, that I'm making an effort to get better. I feel how much of an obstacle my moods are to my goals, but reading psychotherapy manuals on my own is so dry, and I'm only slightly less apathetic about it than everything else.
I think my left arrow key not working has changed how I type, and therefore how I think. Time inside my head feels more like the sides of an auto-scroller pushing mario off a cliff, instead of being able to jump around in what I just wrote. Having my hands on home row is like when you're really comfortable and right about to fall asleep. Actually, I'm really tired and about to fall asleep right now. But then the fun stops. I think I'll wring out a few more minutes of consciousness to host this somewhere and then see if I remember it.
Back to diary.