Some of the symptoms are 1) sleepiness, 2) degree of laziness and avoidance as regards Metro Girl (though not regular Emory) work, 3) untidiness, 4) memory-blanking, 5) feeling I'm in a dream, 6) headaches, and 7) an appetite that is just not healthy. I keep wanting five servings of everything and have to keep a supply of gum or mints around so I don't eat everything in sight.
One other big thing is "passing out" at bedtime and some other times, like after coming home from shopping or something. I put this in quotes because I'm not passing out as in having a blackout or something, but rather I'm crashing out on the bed when I have no plans to and then afterward, I can't really remember deciding to do so. Like last night around 11, I was sitting up in bed doing a crossword puzzle and I remember closing my eye, but that's about it. I woke up later, around 1:45, and the lights were still on, I was still dressed, and Luckie was there headbutting me, like "What the hell?"
I don't *think* this is a return of depression, though it could be some twist on it.
Meanwhile my dreams have been especialy weird lately. Last night, between the time I "passed out" and then woke up again, I dreamed I was having to go through elementary school again. (Classic dream, had that a million times.) I wasn't a kid, I was still me as I am now, but for whatever reason I and others were having to go through it all over again. So there I was in second grade, having the dream-like experience of not being able to find my classroom, my schedule, my cubbyhole. Then we were all in a classroom and I discovered that the desks we have are way, way too small for me to fit in. (In actual fact, when I was in second grade for real, I didn't fit in any of the desks and was given a teacher's aide desk.) However, when I complained, the teacher acted like it was my fault for being too big, so I was just going to have to deal with it. This is when I realized I was wearing a skirt and had forgotten my underwear. Since I was sitting at a weird angle kind of on top of the too-small desk, half the class was looking up my skirt and giggling.