Bring on tomorrow.

I'm cheerfully anticipating December this year, and it's not just because I'm drinking a tart blueberry cider. Classes will be over soon, and with that time I can get good writing done. I can put in some more time at the gym, which will help a lot. Today I looked around at my apartment and myself and put into words that the depression's really kicking my ass lately, and I should do more to actively work against it.

This is just one day of things. But I think I can keep it going for a little while, if I work at it.