Seazoo - Shoreline

Today was my second to last day at work, not that I was counting down using an actual countdown timer or anything. I had another session of CBT and managed to hit the shit-trifecta, that being diagnosed with depression on top of anxiety and god-damn PTSD. I'm a bit in denial but he's a clinical psychologist so I suppose he knows what he's doing. After I went to the library and paid a fine, then spent a couple of hours rereading journal articles and sketching out the bones of my research proposal.