Its Sunday afternoon, its cooler than expected. I have a pre-op assessment tomorrow.

I feel lonely.

Something that strikes me as odd though is that I dont want to be around people. In fact having to deal with people tomorrow concerns me.

I know I’ll be fine, and that work in the morning will be OK. I’ll make it to the hospital on-time, I’ll have a laugh with the nurses etc. Depression is an odd thing, often very conflicted.