Been pretty silent on all fronts lately. Not chatting much lately and the internet has become not much of an interest to me. Just me and my music and my knitting.

A few days I read a story that has stuck with me, and it got me moody/kinda depressive. I haven’t had this happen in a while though, the last time was reading Pratchett’s Snuff, where I flung the book across the room when it clarified the ‘dreadful algebra of necessity’. I didn’t touch the book for days before picking it up from where it fell and finished reading it.

Of course, the story has not accounted for my current mood. This has happened since the surgery. I wouldn’t call this a black mood (thank the gods above and below I don’t get them anymore!) or even a blue mood. Just a funk I would guess.


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