08 Jun 2017 - A Lack of Filtration
Evening, again.
Day 104 on Lexapro.
Mood: ~6.
About half of Thursday was spent laid out on the couch, watching Supernatural, or Sherlock, or something else, on Netflix. I killed time, trying not to think, about anything.
Later in the day, Soul Sister paid a visit. We chatted, and hugged, and laughed. The two of us see each other so infrequently these days that any time together is precious beyond description. With her, I don't have to worry about filtering what I want to say, so generally, what comes out of my mouth is exactly what was in my head. On this occasion, it led to an interesting discussion on the revival of the gas chamber.
That's pretty much all that happened.
Until then.
10 Jun 2017
Day 104 on Lexapro.
Mood: ~6.
About half of Thursday was spent laid out on the couch, watching Supernatural, or Sherlock, or something else, on Netflix. I killed time, trying not to think, about anything.
Later in the day, Soul Sister paid a visit. We chatted, and hugged, and laughed. The two of us see each other so infrequently these days that any time together is precious beyond description. With her, I don't have to worry about filtering what I want to say, so generally, what comes out of my mouth is exactly what was in my head. On this occasion, it led to an interesting discussion on the revival of the gas chamber.
That's pretty much all that happened.
Until then.
10 Jun 2017
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