That’s about the most important thing today. Week three is done. And I kicked its ass.
I’m pretty tired right now, but a lot of that has to do with all of the excitement from my many visitors, and all of the exciting things we have done.
The pizza party was awesome. Our hike was really aggressive. All the way from the bottom of the marquam trail to Council Crest (elevation 1,100 ft), and then back down to my parents house on Sherwood (elevation 600ft).
And today we went out for really nice dinner. P picked it.
I was freaking out on the way there. Just an exhaustion/hunger/panic episode. Tired, and claustrophic in the car. Everyone was loud and boisterous, and my mom was getting lost, and driving erratically. I was crying quietly for the last 5 minutes. And when we finally got there, i just got out of the car at a stop sign, saying “i need to get out” and walked into an empty field/lot. I sat down and cried and then meditated. And then did childs pose. It calmed me down a bit.
I had to go out again towards the end of dinner because I was so tired I was getting to the point where I couldn’t take it. So I went out there and did a little sit. P sat with me for a little bit. It was nice. The sun was setting right into our closed eyes.
Funny thing is that everytime i step foot into my mothers car, i always feel like crying and jumping out of the car, even if we’re on the highway, i’ll ask her to pull over so i can get the hell out of there. I swear, everytime.
Squrrz, signing off.
“and walked into an empty field/lot. I sat down and cried and then meditated. And then did childs pose. .”
I don’t know why but I find this so beautiful and it makes for such a beautiful mental image.