Just kidding. February is more than half over. We need to be getting on toward spring, weather-wise.
I made myself come up to the student center coffeehouse. I could feel myself getting sucked into some depression-anxiety, so I thought if I came up here and did some work I'd be able to distract myself. So far, I've gotten a faceful of snow and I've "body-checked" my gut about six times in the last ten minutes. I still have a headache and I'm still stupidly worried.
I know I just have to hold on until Monday, but what if that doesn't work? Here I am, trying to distract myself like you're supposed to do when you're obsessing about something, and it's not doing much good. My brain is remarkably good at ignoring all sane and important things in favor of getting all hamster-on-a-wheel about nonsense.