Goodnight friends! Still a little carelessly stuck in a minor boom-bust cycle, only slowly being able to acknowledging the scope of the alterations I have to make to my schedule and expectations. There are few clear flags in ME/CFS for the tipping points between sustainable and incapacitating levels of exertion. The confidence I slowly built up over the last few years by becoming very familiar with the outcomes of a limited number of set routines is no longer quite applicable.
Cool and slow, a gentle gradual sweep of light and shade, a slow constant muttering fall of birch leaves.
May we find reason and opportunity to express gratitude today!
