Anxiety

Aww aren't the puppies cute. This is the other day when Jason and I both took them out. Malaika loves the sun. And Gretta is never serious, so this is cute.
It is about 2pm and I have an appointment today. I am feeling like I don't want to go. I am feeling like i don't want to stay sober. I just want to screw it all. I don't like the new room. It feels icky. But I was icky when I went so maybe if I go when I'm not it will feel better. Maybe she put her decorations back up. I hope so. Last night was bad. I couldn't shake my stuff. I keep thinking about disturbing dreams and weird memories. Can I let go of the rope long enough to forget without falling into the abyss that is my brain. Brain fart. Forage a kiss lick for my middle. Crap made out of oragami smells too.