Well, things are a little better than they were a few days ago when I wrote a journal entry. It's not that I've dealt with any of the issues I was worried about then, I've just been trying not to worry about them. Also, I think I've been too tired to worry about much of anything. I need to be packing up my apartment, but I don't even know where to start. I don't know if I'm tired because of possible MS, depression, the amantadine I just started taking or if it's a combination of all of the above or something completely unrelated. I have so many things to do and no motivation to do any of them.