Week 16, Entry 6
Sep. 10th, 2022 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
goatgodschildThere's been a whole lot of day in this day.
The heat wave broke and it was drizzling all day, I got to go to the library, I got help with my sewing project, I went to a fancy restaurant, and then I took a bus to where I walked about 5-8 blocks uphill to the picnic the local queer group was holding. I stayed about an hour, then made my excuses (there were a lot of deer flies, and I was tuckered out). Then my dad picked me up, and I headed home to get a shower in and relax with a book until dinner.
Best of all, though, with all this walking, my feet barely hurt at all! And the hurt they did have was more of a "5-8 blocks uphill? We haven't been able to walk more than two blocks since June 26th, uggghhhh". Maybe it was just because of the good weather, but I felt really, really good.
It was a really good day. I heard the cold-drake nattering on every now and then (not hallucinations, just intrusive thoughts), but it was like...who cares? I don't need its input, even if I'm probably going to get its mental LinkedIn updates for the rest of my life.
The heat wave broke and it was drizzling all day, I got to go to the library, I got help with my sewing project, I went to a fancy restaurant, and then I took a bus to where I walked about 5-8 blocks uphill to the picnic the local queer group was holding. I stayed about an hour, then made my excuses (there were a lot of deer flies, and I was tuckered out). Then my dad picked me up, and I headed home to get a shower in and relax with a book until dinner.
Best of all, though, with all this walking, my feet barely hurt at all! And the hurt they did have was more of a "5-8 blocks uphill? We haven't been able to walk more than two blocks since June 26th, uggghhhh". Maybe it was just because of the good weather, but I felt really, really good.
It was a really good day. I heard the cold-drake nattering on every now and then (not hallucinations, just intrusive thoughts), but it was like...who cares? I don't need its input, even if I'm probably going to get its mental LinkedIn updates for the rest of my life.
