Currently trying to absorb enough warmth tonight to emotionally survive tomorrow’s temperature drop. The weather is giving one perfect evening before returning to its usual nonsense tomorrow.
It’s actually impressive how my body saves all its suffering for the exact moment I can finally rest. I didn’t even have exciting plans tonight and somehow my body still felt the need to sabotage the experience.
I’ve been running on autopilot most of today. Just doing, responding, and moving without really being here for most of it.
And then suddenly it’s evening. I’m in my own thoughts again. In my own quiet again. Like I’ve finally arrived back at myself after being out all day.
I’ve been running on autopilot most of today. Just doing, responding, and moving without really being here for most of it.
And then suddenly it’s evening. I’m in my own thoughts again. In my own quiet again. Like I’ve finally arrived back at myself after being out all day.
The city said “no water for a day” and I heard “prepare for the end times”! It’s literally just one day without water and I’m acting like I need a contingency plan for everything. Classic me. 😅