It always amazes me how much my emotions can change within one day, and also how my emotions affect how time seems to move.
I had a terrible morning and I was so anxious and didn't want to get out of bed. It was only like 2 hours but it felt like forever.
But I finally got myself out of the house to swim, then had lunch with a friend (which had been planned). But probably the best part is that my friend ended up coming to my apartment to do work while I did work, so I finally focused for a couple hours this evening, which was a big improvement based on how this week has been. Now I'm feeling calmer and more hopeful and like I can breathe again, and I see T tomorrow, which is good.