It’s the last day of the month and almost ten o’clock already!! Wow! Five to ten, actually.
The day is completely overcast. It’s sort of snowing. It’s that kind of on and off, “lake effect” snow where it looks like someone is standing in the wings of a theater tossing fake snow onto the stage.
I’m okay. I was wide awake again at three in the morning. I got up to pee and walked around the apartment. I spied out the windows in the den and living room. Watching for any activity. I think that I was a bit, “unnerved”.?
Interesting saying, “unnerved”. I caught some would be thieves on our property yesterday afternoon. I didn’t feel threatened or scared. Just “unnerved”. Then there was a flurry of phone calls and emails to board members and other neighbors. It unnerved me on the subtle plane. Not so much that I was shaking or in some kind of altered state. Just enough to have me a bit hyper aware of possible dangers lurking.
I’m kind of in a winter shutdown. It’s been so cold. Maybe today is warm enough for a snowy walk? Tomorrow is predicted to be in the twenties. Maybe my neighbor V. will want to go for a walk? Texting now.
The coffee turned out tasty. I ground up some beans from a new bag. A new blend. The puzzles are done. There has been no sign of the coyotes for weeks.
I’m ready to get up. Ready to put on some music and dance around. I made a new playlist of some house music. I found it while snooping on instagram the other night.
Also, I’m reading George Saunders. There’s something so familiar about him? It’s so puzzling? He references his childhood in Chicago, Oak Forest actually. Maybe that’s it? Some geographical Jungian subconscious connection? Whatever the case I’m reading Saunders after having watched an interview on the NYT. There are other references that resonate too. Buddhist teachings and maybe something that reminds me of my recovery journey.
Oh look! V. said, Yes! So I need to hurry and get bundled up for a walk.
I am forever grateful to be alive and sober!
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