Down the road and down the tubes

Sophie and I got home from CLAW in Cleveland late last night. At nine hours it's a little too long a drive for me. Up on Friday and back on Sunday.

Now it's Monday and it's down the tubes for me, feeling really low. This is what I do, go down the tubes. Sometimes, like today, I'm pretty sure my feelings come from being tired and alone again. Sometimes the causes of my feelings are mysteries. I often chalk them up to out-of-balance brain chemistry so I don't spend any time trying to figure it out. When I feel this way I have some strategies that help (like calling people) but when I feel this way I'm less likely to be able to call. I'll just keep plugging along.