we can be like they are, come on, baby

I haven't been saying much lately, partly because I don't feel like I have anything to say, and partly because even when I do, saying things seems hard, or like they're better unsaid. Brains haven't been their best lately, especially in the self-esteem and connecting-to-people departments, and I'm just not sure what to do with anything lately.

I'm trying to get something work-like going, and may have hit a couple of work-from-home things that will work. I'm also tentatively trying to poke some editing-shaped stuff, but we'll see; I need to make myself a site for it, but my brain keeps freezing up hard when I try to figure out what to put on it or, worse, what to call an acceptable pay rate. And I need to finish getting the apartment in order properly.

It's getting colder, which is really nice. I'm trying to fight the urge to do NaNo, since I still don't know how settled I'll be in November and have no idea what to do, but it keeps sounding tempting.

I thought I had more; I don't think I do. But I'm trying, because I really hate how isolated I feel, I just don't really know how to break through it.