Everything feels wrong. I feel wrong. Woke this morning and couldn't be bothered moving. Lay for a while staring into space. Ended up in tears for no apparent reason. Eventually got up, had breakfast and lay on sofa with the tears flowing.
I had to take a trip to the building society and the bank. That was a trial. Everything I have done today, has felt like I am  doing it for the first time . Went into Ocean Terminal for some lunch and it felt like I had never been there before and I was in a dream.
Stopped at the harbour for  a quick photo.
Got home and lay on the sofa, watching rubbish tv. The flat even feels like a new place. I can't be bothered cooking so who knows what  and when I am going to have for tea.

These treatments have played with my brain. I feel different and it's not good. I feel like doing something ruthless and not caring .