Woke up this morning extremely anxious. I got so worked up then I crashed and had a morning nap for four hours. Whatever existential crisis I currently find myself in, it has completely taken over my entire life. I have had so much time off work, but I only feel slightly better.

I am still struggling cognitively, trying to keep up with simple tasks is difficult, and to the person who suggested I was on a prolonged vacation, let me assure you, I would rather be in prison. At least I wouldn’t have to cook there.

Looking forward to seeing if I reflate. Or if I melt into the furniture.