The day passed as well as always. Sid was sick again today but I had to teach so he was here most of the day by himself. Anne and Robin were around for some of the day so they kept an eye on him and he has a phone so he did call a few times. He seems to be feeling a little better.

I have been really anxious all day. I think it may because I'm taking some different medicine because I'm not feeling very well.

I wish I had something interesting to say. I think sometimes I just blog everyday to feel like I'm doing something with my words and as a way to sort of keep track on my days since some much of the time they all start to run into one day.

Tomorrow I will go to Hutch to teach in the prison for the first time and I feel completely unprepared. I constantly doubt my own knowledge base when it comes to poetry and really feel like I have no right teaching it. Even when I was working at Sid's school I felt like I wasn't doing the art form justice. I am no expert y any means so we'll see how it goes.

Most of the day I have felt like I am missing some part of myself. Like I left some important part of thing somewhere but yet I can't quite place it and am not totally sure what it is. Last night it was really bad when I was trying to go to sleep. I kept trying to lay in the bed so I could take up as much room as possible, my thoughts were running wild.

But, than I hardly ever sleep that well.