There's a sea of petty crap that's getting me down. And while, intellectually, I know that it will all pass, mostly in a matter of weeks - it's all building up and I feel stressed out beyond endurance. I won't go into detail about it - but being jerked around by a dishonest car dealersihp, shorted by the payroll company, and dealing with depression are all at the top of the list (though by no means the whole of it). I'm just not finding any inner peace at the moment. I'm trying to be mindful and graceful, especially since this is all quite transient. But frankly, I'm strung out to my last nerve, and inclined to go slightly bonkers. And yet, going slightly bonkers won't help at all, so why let myself do it?
It's just been one of those weeks where anything that could conceivably go wrong, has - and nothing I've done to remedy things has had any results. At least I've gotten some good writing done - my review of "JPod" is going to be published, and last night I worked on the screenplay and got past a block that's had me stumped for a while. I also went back and neatened up the first act, and realized what I had down is actually pretty solid. That much, at least, I'm proud of, the week hasnt' been a total waste.
But tell me, friends - when you're beset by a cloud of a thousand embuggerances, and you're fed up to right behind your eyeballs, and you just want to scream and hit something - what do you do?