I've still got a ton of work to do, including...actual work.
Things aren't progressing, even though they should be.
I may be able to make better progress in the future, but I might not be.
Also, I've been tired recently.
A lot, honestly.
Just. Exhausted. Lacking energy. Maybe related to how little sleep that I feel like I'm getting.
But. It's not even 9 PM and I already feel like going to bed. I know I don't have reason to stay up, after all. And I'm dreading that tomorrow's Sunday. Real work time, then.
And I'm also disappointed that my February goal for my webcomic was thrown utterly out the window, because it's February and here I am.
I'm just...feeling. Like. Like a disappointment, I guess.
I'm dreading the appointment coming on Monday. But maybe I actually need it, to focus on...refocusing on stuff that's not so negative.
Sorry that I'm not really coherent right now. That I'm all gloomy and moody and stuff. I'm doing what I can, promise, to improve. But right now it's not easy. It's hard. Really hard.