A tiny bit overwhelmed and tired today. Walked a lot of miles the past three days. I'm in an Uber (I know. I shouldn't use them but also like, everything is fucked and I don't have the energy to boycott every Trump thing even though I did download the Lyft app I just can't get it to accept my payment and we don't have Lyft in Des Moines) and I am kinda anxious. This driver was going the wrong way for a minute but didn't understand me when I was explaining that to him. I got into this car after my first driver picked me up and then refused to take me to my destination so he cancelled the ride, saying it was too far away (my destination).
It's not really a big deal and I know that if I weren't on the 15th hour of my day, I'd feel more comfortable rolling with the punches. It's really okay though.
Started typing up a few more anxieties but ya know what. I deleted them bc LET'S FOCUS ON GRATITUDE.
Cucumber hummus multigrain toast
Snowy Plover (like, wow)
Hike with old friends
Fun singalong movie in the Castro
I SAW THE OCEAN
Dancing to NAO while walking
My friend made soup!
House show + discovering new music !
I met so many dogs !!!
In particular I met a very sweet chihuahua named Brain. Reminded me of my Mr Bruiser Jenkins.
So, I mean. Fuck the minor anxiety and nostalgia. Today was amazing and I feel so so fortunate to be able to take this time for myself to restore and explore and feed my souuuuul.
Not drinking has been pretty easy. I am learning that I get exhaustion hangovers from lack of sleep, though. So maybe at times when I thought I was super hungover in the past - it was partially just a tired bod. For me the huge thing is the shame that surrounded drinking for me... so the removal of that aspect (or partial removal) allows me to not feel so emotionally hungover. I'm rambling. Can't wait to get to where I'm going and hop right into my bedtime ritual.