Today, I received Iain Banks’ latest novel, Dead Air, in the mail. It hasn’t been published in the U.S. yet, so I asked my Oxford connection Ned to send it to me, and he did. Thanks, Ned! I can’t wait to read it! I need to finish The Gate to Women’s Country by Sheri S. Tepper first, though, which I am already halfway through. That makes me a little sad, yet I have a great book to look forward to now, so I’m not as sad as I could be.
I kinda met someone at the TMBG show Monday night. What I mean by “kinda” is that we saw each other but didn’t talk until afterwards in the TMBG community at LiveJournal. She is really cool and plays the accordion and we’re going to meet at the TMBG Meetup next Wednesday. I’m really looking forward to it.
Taking 5-HTP has done amazing things for my mood, my outlook, and my dreams. I’m glad, because next week will be my last session with my counselor, and I have to decide if I am going to continue with someone new after the summer is over, or if I am going to go back to figuring things out the hard way. I am leaning towards going it alone, because while I enjoy counseling, I’m not getting as much out of it as I used to, and since I’m not on any prescription medication for depression or anxiety, I feel less of a need to see a “professional” about my myriad issues. For a long time, I’ve viewed these parts of myself as failings, as flaws, but I am coming to realize that they’re just parts, and I’ve successfully lived with them for thirty years. I used to revel in my imperfection and I need to figure out how to do that again.
I helped my mom set up her new laptop over the phone tonight. That made me feel good; even though I’m still not as tech-savvy as most of my friends are, I can still help my mom out when she needs it.