Goodnight friends! A little cooler today, brilliant start clouding over into a slightly murky, blustery early midday, but cleared itself out for a while well before evening set it. Dense bars of tree shadows lay like ink-black ladders fallen along paths where puddles shrink to tacky patches of churned clay. Bushes full of pink teardrops of currant blossom. I felt the soft caressing pressure of sunheat on my cheek for the first time in a while, every agreeable swaying daffodil head a glowing paper lantern.
Another step towards feeling restored – it’s a slow recovery process this time, my mind still feels like its a constant slow stressful leak of energy, hard to shut off for long as the passive as well as active processes of my housing search tick onward. Some of my stategies and routines for managing my anxieties are light exercise and walking, which I’d want to ease up on more for recovery if they weren’t calming my thoughts.
May we find confidence in our sense of purpose and trust in our own carefully examined judgements today!
