and believe me, I am still alive

I'm repeatedly getting stuck in apparel, and I'm still alive

I'm being trained on phones so I just kind of get a knot in my stomach every time I pass the fitting room waiting for it to ring, and I'm still alive

I lost my card and that sucked, but the new one will get to me tomorrow, and I'm still alive

I feel absolutely awful and this downslide does not want to quit, but I'm still alive

I haven't got the brainpower to do anything but maybe read and that depends on the day, but I'm still alive

I want to write things bouncing around in my head desperately, except I can barely coherently think of ideas let alone get them down in words, but I'm still alive

I'm going to go contemplate reading Slenderman Mythos blogs for the two hours I have until my computer gives out now. One more night. Then I have to do shit this weekend (I am conscripted for laundry, and M is at the house and I have to get them home again) but at least it's not work.

Oh, and I have days off for my con in October, which is exciting. Now I just need to buy tickets and a hotel room, which I will do tomorrow with my card, and see if I can get the guts to talk to someone about switching shifts for the night before.