Yesterday I slept for almost the whole day. I didn't get dressed. I didn't turn on the radio or the TV and it was totally quiet in the house for the whole day.
Today I woke up and it had snowed a lot yesterday and overnight. I wanted to cry when I saw the new snow. It means shoveling. And I find that overwhelming. Right now I hear a neighbour plowing out my driveway and that makes me want to cry. I don't like this place my mind is in.