Good evening friends! A little warmer, almost clement for periods of patchy, distant wan sunlight. Several bursts of thin murmuring grey rain. High wet whisper of sticky, clammy piles of ochre and orange leaves. Dark coming on with a swallowing urgent swiftness now barely past 4pm, electric light sparkling like spills of sugar crystals on wet roads.
Feeling gradually more able to sleep, and generally able to manage my current level of pain, effectively. Pacing is still very much out of balance, I sag unexpectedly and lose my tightrope grip on sensation. The thought of doing much of anything beyond the round of daily survival tasks feels a little panic-inducing, but I want to try and test my limits.
May we find a sense of balance and agency in our lives today!
