This past day, I felt like doing something. That was not how I felt the previous days, or really for that matter, previous weeks. Sertraline is a good appetite suppressant for someone prone to stress eating, but in me it also largely shuts down the ambition to go beyond the bare necessities of day-to-day living. In addition, I slept late and still ended up taking morning and afternoon naps. That's no way for a person to live, even one of my advanced years.
I found interesting articles in English and others in French; I practiced beyond the daily seven-minute-long lesson in a simple short-form course; I walked more than a mile and more for fun than out of duty. I like not being subject to stress eating, and while I'm taking it, the lethargy of sertraline feels perfectly good, but being out from under the influence makes me feel alive. Ancora imparo, y'know?
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