This Morning...

...I wake early enough to watch the sunrise. I'm still trying to figure out how to soak my piercing in salt water-- maybe a bottle with a very small mouth will do it. I have so much time, but I feel... rushed?

I miss people. I think I need to call y'all and see if anyone's around this afternoon.

Huh.

So grey weather hits, and immediately I lose motivation, start feeling guilty/panicky about random things, see people less, and sleep more.

It doesn't own me, but it appears no amount of mindfulness can completely forestall a behaviour change.

Let's try deliberate counteraction.