I wrote the last post a while back but only just posted. Since then, I’ve gone through a period of feeling relatively well. My meds were working. I was writing again and getting a lot done.
Now I’m back in a low period. My mood has sunk. My book again is on the back burner. There’s a lot going on in my life. My wife is taking the bar exam, so I am picking up the slack around the house. That has taken a toll, especially since I am simultaneously busy at work. It all adds up.
I can’t wait for some time on my own.
On the bright side, I picked up an old volume of Chekhov’s stories. I haven’t read Chekhov in years, perhaps more than a decade. It’s like returning to an old friend. It’s good to enjoy something again, no matter how minor.