One of those Friday evenings without plans. Alone. My anxiety acts up. I want to do something with people but no one's really available. I worked from home most of the day, so I've been with myself most of the day. And then the long weekend is coming and I didn't make a plan so the default is to visit the fam, which is great to have, but what if I lived far away and didn't have the fam to fall back on. And I'm trying to make big plans with my job and maybe even the slight possibility of a move, but I'm not able to trust my mood. It's great sometimes and motivated and inspired and that's when it all works. Other times I'm sad and anxious and lonely. And when it's the latter, it is so hard to think about and plan for the future.