I woke up today feeling okay. Like I had a little more energy than I've had in days.

Then a feeling of dread took over, as I realized this spurt was probably temporary.

I think I will always, always have bad feelings in my life now. Just sometimes they're at the forefront of my being, as they have been recently with the six month anniversary of Alice's death, her birthday on March 26 and Easter commemorations. Then sometimes they recede, although not disappear, as it seems to be the case this morning.

I'm getting used to knowing this, to being aware of it. This way I'm not blindsided when the doldrums hit.

There's alot I've been meaning to write here. I'm going to try and take advantage of this mild surge and get some more entries in.

Maybe. We'll see what comes next.