Then I got out some blank cards that were the beginnings of postcards for a swap I'm doing. But instead of making them into postcards, I took out my watercolors and turned them into some process art. I spent ten minutes just randomly making swirls and shapes with color. And I felt better!
Was it a testimony of the power of chocolate or art? Either way, I felt better and went to bed less like a lion and more like a lamb.