Medicated depression, day #143
Woke up early today, son was already up and was having breakfast. As it has been rainy the last couple of days, we didn't make any efforts of going out .. that was until son had the idea of going to the youth club a few hundred meters away, hung out there for a while with the staff before coming home, demanded to go swim in the kiddie pool, 20 cm or water, as they had just "filled it", with regular tap water and zero heating. Son went and came back some 20 minutes later, "dad, you were right, it was cold as eff.."
Had some head ache yesterday along with some buzzing pain in my right knee, took pain killers to keep it down. I've started dreaming again, really vivid things with wild plots, some related to work and others completely out there .. even woke up with "morning wood" at times.
I've been thinking about some of the things the therapist asked me, "what would you do if not working with what you do?" .. I'd be seeking employments in professions where I either work with my head, as I'm a problem solver, or I'd be working with my hands, metal work or engines or at least something mechanic. Or teaching something technical, as I like to share knowledge. I'm still marinating on this, not that it is important or anything, just a curve ball thrown by the therapist and I'm curious myself what I'll end up with.
I've also been testing my ability to form and keep abstract thoughts, as this was something I had problems with just before I was put on sick leave, I can do some thoughts if there is zero distractions and I'm well caffeinated and within a subject I learned more than 4 years ago .. as it is like if it is closer in time, it isn't as well stuck in my head, or something .. there is a barrier or wall in time that makes this difficult. I don't know how I would describe it otherwise. It's weird.