Meds are scheduled to arrive tomorrow.
Foreign film dubs today.
Have not been drinking alone. Want escape.
Making myself listen to upbeat music just so I do not immediately drop dead.
Brother is joining us in Costa Rica in February. I think I must cancel my ticket, lest it be a horribly stressful two weeks. Plus, that is historically some of the busiest time in the acting business.
That has me brainstorming more realistically the possibility of a trip to LA for pilot season. And guess what? Now I am not so despondent. I texted my mom about it, and she reminded me that her car can fit a mattress in the back.
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