I really need a job. The lack of routine is crucifing my sleep cycle and I have so little motivation that I buy desired books and then have no interest in reading them. And I'm the proverbial bookworm.
People viewing the flat is unsettling me and reminds me of all the change that is coming. Part of the day I feel low, but I know it can't be depression as I know I'lI perk up when I hear about my referral/job applications/get the keys for new place.
Just bouncing through days of nothing interspersed with boxsets.
There is no point to this post. I just hate change and lack of routine and it's making me jumpy.
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