Mood:  not sure

These new meds hurt my tummy & appetite. I hope I acclimate real soon. Making healthy plans for living 'cause discipline is hard for me if I don't have a good model to follow that I feel gives me freedom. I thrive on freedom. Insurance is cool ya know, and I was half jaded 'til monday when our doctor appointment would've cost us more than my monthly premium. The poor lady working the desk said she's a single mom w/o insurance; tough world.

So yesterday I think it was, this feeling lingered with me all morning that something wasn't right, something important I should be worrying about. My life is peachy, nothing to worry about really, but I caught on to that fact which made me proud. I used to fret & fuss over nothing and freak out like so many other folks do--the stress of the world plaguing my natural anxieties--so, some people find worry & chaos their norm and follow suit by acting to create chaos when none is present. Underlying terrors of one's own mind, the coals & embers of which are tindered & stoked by the unseen hiearchy of evil which skews the thoughts of every man whenever possible. However, having the upper hand on 'em is a nice thought. I'm done.