wow! in two weeks i have gone from this:
note to self: you can heal.
no internet time as always so i can’t write anything real. working full time with a brain injury is hard. i don’t have the energy for anything beyond the bare minimum. no writing, no books, no friends (and by “no” i actually mean “reduced by approx. 80%”). spending a lot of time in my apartment, listening to cassette tapes and watching lots of “gossip girl.” i’m not even bored, which is kind of disturbing. but i’m trying to accept it as where i’m at right now. a quiet ending to a rowdy, wild, punishing and intense year.