A quick note to say I made it through the Canada Day holiday and avoided falling into the chasm of depression. I hung out at a friend's place with the intention of watching a movie but we ended up chatting for hours instead. I cooked Moroccan Stewed Chicken, which turned out quite well, though the cayenne pepper gave the dish a life of its own somewhat. That spice appears a little unpredictable from time to time!
I think my shrink will say that it's good I anticipated a downward turn, fought not to be totally engulfed by it, managed to think of a contingency, and also managed to 'reach out' to somebody, as they say. Good stuff. Shame there's nobody around to give me my medal though.
That said, I'll be working my butt off for the next week or so because I'm now behind on my writing. Depression takes its time, even if it doesn't take its toll.
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