Cabin Fever

Well.

Today I've done none of the constructive things I'd planned to do, but many of the destructive things I planned to never do again.

Two days off work, and I've lapsed back into the same person I was during my long bout of unemployment -- the old web haunts, the porn, the self-pity, the loneliness, the depression...

Even the agoraphobia has come back to some extent. In my one foray out of the house today (out to pick up prescriptions,) I got that familiar fuzzy, anxious feeling.

But I've learned something, and I only learn the hard way...

Time to start doing my taxes.