Yesterday I started to feel a bit better. Good thing too because we had our eye appointments. We had thought we would go out for dinner after the fact but our pupils were so dilated and it was so sunny that we just squinted our way home! Later in the evening we did manage to go out for a walk and spent some time in a lovely little park with spectacular trees and flower treasures. It was good to be outside and feeling more like myself.
Another day where I almost took no pictures! I did get this one in though, and it was good to gets some art in the day.
I tried. I picked up Phil Collin's autobiography and tried to read and I just can't. I even tried reading in bed which is a real no-no for insomniacs and nope. I am bored. Just too bored to sit and read. Can't do it. Bloody hell, it's really starting to upset me. It's like I just don't care about anything anymore.