Fairly pleasant Pisces Moon today (23 degrees right now), but holy fuck did I ever wake up exhausted. Woke up at 7am. Wasn’t until about noon at Denny’s that I was telling the cashier that I woke up exhausted at 7am and it was only about now, noon, that I was starting to wake up (and this after a big glass of coffee, or 1.5 glasses). Now I note the discussion was pretty fun because he didn’t seem to care too much, which I do want to get better at enjoying talking someone’s ear off when they don’t care to listen. I think it could grow into an incredible art form (as opposed to me keeping silent and afraid to express anything).
Even though exhausted, I was pretty proud of myself for not trying too hard to generate some energy for ________ [nothing]. IT’S OK TO JUST BE EXHAUSTED. The big win came when I told myself “Hey dawg, you don’t really have to do anything except be at work by 2:30pm tomorrow, and do some Core today.” That’s generally a pretty positive thought, the “You don’t really have to be doing anything,” except taking care of my back, because that seems to require constant conscious attention and focus.
…well also keeping up with the conscious attention and focus, because that can easily slide in negative directions too….
ANYWAYS…Did a great hike yesterday to recover from the failed attempt at festival camping. That fuckin’ hurt. I found Ape Cave tho, a place near Mt. St. Helen’s, which is a pretty volcano. Nice area, stumbled upon a few magical glades. The cave was awesome, and was even very ok doing it solo because there were many other tourists in the cave trekking through the longness, so it kind of felt like we were all on sort of a quasi-team. Which would be neat if it were more like that for humanity.
If we could adopt the mindset and mentality more that we are all just trekking through this dark cave together carrying small flashlights or lanterns or wearing headlamps.
P.S. I forget that I am still very much in recovery I think, from how much of a disaster the festival seemed like.