Symptoms

No appetite
If I do eat, I can barely nibble
Sad
No urge for creation, only destruction
In serious need of cuddling
Can’t be assed destroying things because it would first require creation
Feel like howling MoWoWoWWwwwrRRrrr like a cat who doesn’t want to be in a car

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Lovesick. :)

Pfah. I’ll snap out of it. Meanwhile, I apologize for any masochistic sense of humor that may abound in Ann-Mi’s Meanderings when it’s not too busy feeling sorry for itself. *giggle*