I just wanted to write a very quick diary.
I've been feeling very unproductive the whole month. I've been procrastinating too much on things I usually do with no problem.
I've been uncomfortably numb, burdened by the double whammy of clinical depression and working a third shift.
But I was able to put that aside. Using my anger at the way things are in my life, I was able to bottle 4 gallons of beer. I don't know how I did it but I did. The bottles were ready for bottling over one week ago. I just never was able to do it until now.
I hope this is a sign that I can break these shackles that have bound me for a whole month. Life is going to take some pretty dramatic turns (mainly for the better) within the next few months.