PTSD B-day #11

I’m still sculling about in calm waters and spent most of yesterday asleep, buried in Mushishi manga, eating quiet things because I got too adventurous at lunch and got a little sick, but not much.

So I’d say it’s over. However, my stomach is still tender for some reason. This makes me worry about work, which has no food located nearby that caters to recovering tummies. It’s fare for working programmers, and you aren’t allowed to toast bread after 10am.

So. Early morning grocery run, and hopefully I can make a later ferry with plenty of unexciting food to eat. The run will also test if I can stand being outside today without going “Aaiigh! A shadow!!” and such.