Walking On The Beaches...

Except there are no beaches around here.  The title references a song, if you didn't know.

A cautiously optimistic day - maybe I felt some lessening of my anxiety, I don't quite know.  I feel a bit "better" though.  

I have an appointment tomorrow morning at 8. What was I thinking?  8 a.m.  On a Monday morning...  You can tell my brain isn't functioning as it normally does.

But.

I'm hopeful.  I'm not chasing "me" into the dark places in my head all the time.  That's quite a relief.  And I hope it lasts.