Good morning
Jun. 13th, 2004 08:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
matilda36Living in London increases automatically my levels of anxiety. I love it better than Modena, but I cannot help finding myself constantly worried about one thing or the other. Some stupid, like doing my shopping this morning, some too far away (my flat contract expires in two months, some close, but not as bad as my mind keep projecting them, like going back to work tomorrow. It's the jungle syndrome. I am also starting to get worried about the effect that the xanax has on me, especially in thew morning. I have realised that even when I want to and can stay in bed, the thought of that little pill makes me get up. No good at all. It's nice and sunny outside, so I think I will finish off my tasks for the morning and then go for a walk and the weekly shopping. I cannot in this moment do anything for any of my worries, so I think I'll do something for some of my dreams.
