On the surface, I took E to work, went and got my eyebrows done, had a quiet afternoon, and had a partial gig with BA this evening. But underneath the surface, I made decisions, about how to protect myself the rest of this summer.
Effective immediately, the barn doors are closed. I've started clearing my schedule in a rather drastic way, canceling everything I can (gigs, socializing, etc) and consolidating everything I can't. I am going to attempt to only leave the house once a week.
This seems very possible, and very healthy. The summer malaise has hit harder than I remember it hitting in recent years. This is not depression, it is circumstantial. But it is powerfully crippling nonetheless. All I want to do is sleep until September ...
So don't ask much of me. Don't expect me to want to go anywhere. If you want to see me, you're going to have to come up here, and even then I might say no. I have a good life, and lots of work to do, but I need to make things more possible. And so I have.
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