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Physically I’m doing rather well this morning, despite an active night that involved various nightmares, 6 runs to the bathroom, and one near-dawn attempt to chase a clingy cat out of the bedroom. (That cat is clingy as hell. Every time I open the door to the bathroom even, I find him sitting there, staring at me with soulful eyes. He is chasing us all over the house at all hours of the day-or night. When the hell does he manage to find time to sleep 16 hours a day?)

Anyhow. Not really dizzy or overwhelmed with fatigue, and I mean to continue to be careful today and tomorrow and hopefully cut this horrible chain at last.

My mind, however, is running on a very slow mode today. I have a really hard time to focus , and can’t hold my attention on anything for more than minutes at a time. Almost no work done so far. So instead of trying to wake up my mind to match paces with me, I am trying now the opposite technique – slow down my work to a level that my mind will be able to handle. This way, I work really, really slow – but it’s better than no work at all, yes? I’m using music as a focus and trying to match the work pace to it. It’s helping.

Am actually waiting for Yom Kippur. Much rest. A nice long walk, Tarot studying time. Will be good for me, all the above

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He LOOKS SO LIKE G!!!


G Cat

Speaking of whom...

I return home and smell something...weird. Than I look at the floor. Looks like piss. And vomit. Cue panic attack. I call antongarou and tell him :"G is not feeling well, please come home".

Next,I thought it may be a good idea to consult Hagar. She had a cat and she has a good, cool head under stress on her shoulders. So I went and IM'ed her from my phone while pacing the living room anxiously.

She calmed me down by saying that if the cat is not apathetic it's no big reason for worry (and he looks fairly normal). And I calmed down even more after located the apparent reason for the trouble - From somewhere under the bed he drag a huge piece of tape,chewed and swallowed some of it. Of course he threw up. It could have ended so much worse.

Now, I'm still feeling sick with stress. Bad enough to need some Lavender tea. And I keep him under a very close watch.

*sigh* Cats are so like babies...