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*sigh* Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing things right at all. Today I feel fairly competant on the outside, but my innermost core feels ground down and stressed. I think last night's ritual went well, but... eh. My self-confidence is going up and down, and I don't know whether or not to trust myself.
Went to see the World Famous Lipizzaner Stallions today with George and my mother.
WOW.
What alien creatures horses are -- all muscle and strange angles on four tiny feet. Some of the movements they were able to perform, both alone and in groups, were bloody amazing.
Afterwards, a dinner out (and for me a rare treat of ice cream and brownies for dessert). *shakes head* Everything is good on the outside. Why does the ghost of miserable depression still haunt me?
Went to see the World Famous Lipizzaner Stallions today with George and my mother.
WOW.
What alien creatures horses are -- all muscle and strange angles on four tiny feet. Some of the movements they were able to perform, both alone and in groups, were bloody amazing.
Afterwards, a dinner out (and for me a rare treat of ice cream and brownies for dessert). *shakes head* Everything is good on the outside. Why does the ghost of miserable depression still haunt me?
