I was out for a walk, on break from work, and thought about my upcoming appointment with the therapist, trying to sort out what I want to talk about this week. If I go in with just a busy brain, then I feel like whatever spits out first is what gets worked on. I think talking about the recent depression pangs might be a good idea? Or how about the relationship fears/struggles about not being able to get one going. Or maybe my frustration that everything in my life isn’t perfect LOL. And now I’m feeling some serious resistance to writing about all that, so I think I’ll change subjects.
My paper/presentation went fine. I feel like I wasn’t able to give good answers to the questions I was asked, but it went fine and I got some kudos from my fellow students afterwards. Just one more week and then the semester will be done. Wow. I’m relieved to not have the heavy workload, but while school is going it gives me a lot to look forward to.
A reading of the quintet I wrote this semester has been scheduled, and I’m hopeful that one of the movements will get performed. It feels so obscenely last-minute to make arrangements like this, but my professor had said he should be the one to make the arrangements, so I let him.
My brain is spacing today. Going all over the place. Maybe I’ll do another entry later.
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