well, good evening my friends and goulash pie
I am all clenched up on the couch having a lot of thoughts. I haven’t smoked weed in 4 months until 20 minutes ago, the longest I’ve ever gone in probably 15 years. numbers! those are some numbers.
this time period of life that I’ve hit would be named The Upheaval.
I am proud of myself for doing little yoga videos and I am proud of myself when I can pause and check into my nervous system before I react and then feel upset at myslelf and consumed with self-Eww-ing.
it is highly uncomfortable to do it, to squirm around in your skin, fully inhabiting your body, ordering iced tea and sparkling water, waking up early, going to therapy, raw dogging life.
the lows aren’t nearly as low, and I know it feels better in my body. But it’s so much less fun.
have you been a nincompoop lately?
I do hope you are well and give ol’ Grammy my best