I just can't wake up. I have done nothing but sleep for days. My therapist doesn't think I'm depressed. I sort of do, but in a weird way. I just feel really weird.
However, with this many hours of sleep per day I sure have nothing going on. Next up is a big trip to the city to see the psychiatrist Friday. I get to stay in a hotel. Actually it sounds like a fairly nice one and hopefully I'll get a good supper out. Plus, free toiletries!
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