It’s early morning again and I’m not at my best but I find myself tapping away on the keyboard waiting to feel a bit better. This early morning low feeling is symptomatic of my depression. Apparently, this is common with depression where the day starts in a gloomy mood and picks up throughout the day. I wish I could unsubscribe from diurnal mood rhythms.
Before I start writing I check my emails. I managed to read them and delete many. I continue to get more spam so I go through the process of unsubscribing. It takes me a good five minutes. I’d like to unsubscribe to many things.
I’d like to unsubscribe to all the charity mail I get. I already support my chosen charities with monthly payments paid straight out of my bank account. Somehow my postal address has been passed on to other charities some I never knew existed. Some days that’s all there is in the letterbox. I’m a little annoyed by it. I’ve begun scribbling out my address on the front of the letter and writing return to sender in the hope they will stop sending them. I’d also like to unsubscribe to the nuisance phone calls. Nicole rings every day sometimes twice. She is a recorded voice threatening to cut off our NBN if we don’t follow her directions.
Now I am going to continue with my diversional therapy and edit some old photos of mine. Immersing myself in an activity like writing, sewing and editing photos helps to take my mind off how I’m feeling and it helps.
This is a photo I took in 2014 in Galle Fort Sri Lanka. These men are on half of the bridal party.
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