Another day at work. I’m still tired and wired. My head aches. It’s quiet yet so much noise too. Another few pounds to be earned to keep the demons from the door. Thoughts are fast but yet not as fast as before. My drumming has improved rapidly and tonight another lesson. Ive learnt Moeller technique for my right hand, matched grip, and ive taught myself to do it left handed now too. I’ll check that it’s right tonight. Lots to do. Coffee in hand. Body temperature hot. All the usual little signs but I know it anyway. Tonight an early night to be had. Sleep is a good remedy. I’m contemplating a phone call to my GP today to talk again and probably get referred back to psychiatrics and the hospital. I’m sure if I say half of what’s been going on I’ll be seen quite soon again. It’s funny how much one can deal with alone when others call crisis for what seems like much less to me. I work through what some call crisis. Hmmmm. Things to ponder. Several have now raised concern over my wellbeing. I’m stubborn I guess yet I know all too well where I am. Maybe I might ohone the doctor …
