I’m feeling creative but miles away from doing anything about it. I wish I had a recording kit in every port. I shall dig out my dictaphone to make lo-fi aesthetic recordings. Was singing in front of my girlfriend using my lower voice last night and she didn’t say anything. I assume if it sounded awful she would have complained and asked me to stop. Not sure. We might try singing together soon. It is fun doing stuff with her.
We might be going out to the pub tonight to a pub quiz with some of her friends from work. I’m not sure whether or not to drink if I go. I might be able to handle it, I’m not sure. Could just spend the night on energy drinks. That’ll disorientate me enough. Plus I’m not sure how awkward I’ll feel with them asking me about my job situation etc.
Feel a bit worried about things today. I’ve left my phone off and I think it’ll stay that way. I need to go back to the doctor to talk about things, I’m worried that I’m burying my head in the sand again. A higher dosage of anti-depressants perhaps? Maybe.
I’ve got a big pile of dishes to do. At least that’s something positive and constructive.
Shall get me marigolds on.
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