Today was an odd day. I volunteered at the hospital and it wasn't the experience I was hoping for. I was so anxious the whole time-it was a panic attack and a disaster waiting to happen. When I meet with my "boss" next week I'm going to ask for a new assignment. I just won't be able to handle dreading my volunteer assignment week after week. I'm supposed to enjoy it, right?
The rest of the day, I've just spent piddling around on the computer and writing affirmations for my upcoming retreat. I also finished my self-help book. So now I'm sitting, waiting for time to pass, and hoping that I'll get sleepy. I think this Adderall is keeping me awake (and not quite working yet-I still have that skin crawling feeling). I hope I'll feel tired soon.