The Mandelbear's Musings

A good walk, but uneventful. I feel good about singing for Colleen -- she loves it, and I need to get back into the swing of it. I'm feeling totally overwhelmed by the taxes; normally I'd be farther along by now. I can recognize it as avoidance, but don't know why and don't know how to stop. I did spend an hour or so sorting; I guess that's something. I still need to go through four piles of envelopes on the desk.

Thinking about the future scares the hell out of me now; it's becoming harder to avoid. The depression was probably one of my avoidance mechanisms, wasn't it? I can still avoid doing things, but not thinking the things I haven't done and am still not finding the time to do. Bletch.