This is how it is. For now. I slept close to eight hours last night.
The tree outside my window is still green, as the rest of the world slips into late autumn. The day is warmish out there, 71˚F, but there's rain of the way, and there's snow possible on Sunday.
I'm so not ready for this.
The good news? My blood work came back clean. "Looks good!" with a goddamn star next to that. My triglycerides are a little high, but that's likely a side effect of the Seroquel.
Watching the Skies,
Aunt Beast
