I feel kinda weird. It’s hard to describe. I’ve been doing pretty good lately; feeling pretty good. Yet I feel keyed up and on edge. Maybe it’s the extra cup of coffee I’ve been having with lunch, or maybe it’s the type of over-stimulation that happens to anybody with Asperger’s when their routine changes.
I’ve been volunteering at the food pantry once a month for the past three months now. Also, I’ve been helping out at the Salvation Army on Mondays and Tuesdays, helping to pack sack lunches for the school kids that normally get free or reduced lunches in school during the school year. I’ve been spending more time with friends, both old and new. It’s a lot for me.
So while nothing bad has been happening, STUFF has. I’m used to a whole lot of nothing going on in my life. It is going to take some getting used to, but it will be worth it to have a purpose and a reason for getting out of bed in the morning. It feels good to be useful and needed by society again.