I went to therapy today. I felt sluggish, like I'd been dipped in a vat of black strap molasses. That happens when I've been focusing on a heavy dense matter in session. Next week will be a continuation.
Then I went to the library cuz yesterday I returned items, but didn't check out any more books in print cuz I've quite a few audios at the moment. But last night, when I was trying to get ready to go to sleep, I realized that I had returned both books I was reading. No great loss there, Philip Roth gets boring after a bit (whine, snivel, whine~~ho hum, Roth, move on). So, today, I borrowed "Blaze", King as Bachman, as King.
Then I went to the gym, to get in the water. A very short workout later (only about half an hour or so), I got showered and changed and then I drove home. I ate some soup, and a plum. And I ate some ibuprofen.
And still, my head, it throbs.