I’m having another anxiety riddled morning. I just HATE the mornings. I know I’m to find things to do to occupy my time and my mind, but I’m so unmotivated and at a loss as what to do. It has been way too hot for walks and anything that costs money is out of the question. So I sit in a haze in front of the TV waiting for this horrid feeling to pass so I can function again. I just want to sleep until the storm in my brain has calmed.