Awake around 0600. Have no energy. Thoughts of just dying. Trying to obtain clarity, to understand why. My sense is that it has to do with the loss of three years, and the loss of therapy opportunities through not having moved to Ontario.
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The Day Is Bright
The sun is out this morning. The day is bright, the sky clear, the snow blinding. For the past two months there has been no sun, the entire city imprisoned within an austere cave of winter dark. On scattered afternoons narrow beams slipped through the shifting clouds, burnishing the earth with scant seconds of light before the clouds cemented out the sky and the snow thickened once again.
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Forest and the Trees
I have this sense of not being able to see the forest because all the trees are in the way. And immediately after writing the previous sentence I went to make coffee and ended up spilling most of the kettle over the kitchen floor. I do not know precisely how I did that but it is more or less typical. I go to perform some very simple action and I botch it and end up feeling totally incompetent. This is one problem. But I have others.
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