I think I definitely am getting sick with something, but the onset must be slow because all I have is a little cough and a small sense of discomfort in my upper trachea. I was coughing only a little today. I hope I’m not worse tomorrow. If so, I’m sure there is a way I can up $36 for my vicodin refill. We’ll see.
Work was moderately steady today. I had Athena with me, so we rocked out. Rita said she had to talk to me about something, sounded negative, but she never got around to it. I guess if I make my shift tomorrow we’ll find out.
I have begun to notice that my life is moving along in a predictable and steady pace lately. As nice as that is, I also notice something else quite troubling: I am not as creative or outgoing as I once was, almost as if I am in a funk. I seem to have lost the ability to assert myself to other people. Previously, in life, this was a hallmark ability that I possessed–gone now almost completely, I’m sad to report. I need to re-gain this if I am to ever succeed in the way that I want to.
Intake: Ø day 5