Looking in the mirror...
Oct. 24th, 2008 08:07 amYesterday, I sort of shocked myself by realizing how attractive she is. That's a nice feeling. I can't remember the last time I was actual content with how I looked.
I hit a wall yesterday with exhaustion - I thought I've been sleeping enough, but missing my afternoon nap yesterday was killer. By the time I got to dinner at Tsuname, I was wilting. I really really wanted to see Kaki King - the guitar playing I'd seen was pretty awesome, but standing outside the independent, I started to panic at the people and being trapped in a building. I was also falling asleep standing up, I'm not good at being this tired anymore.
Lovely dinner with byronium and rhiannonstone, tho again, sad that I didnt join them for the concert. I did the right thing, heading home, I was tired enough that my reflexes were a little off - I almost slipped on the train tracks and I almost dropped the bike at the intersection.
Sleep was illusory - I kept waking up every few hours, paniced, anxious; I'm sore and achey today, moving slowly.
The good news is that a year ago this weekend, I left Los Angeles, and came to SF. I'm fortunate, beloved, loved; I'm employed by a company that takes care of its employees; I'm healthier and getting better all the time.
Things are settling into a good pattern for me, I'm glad that its doing that.
I hit a wall yesterday with exhaustion - I thought I've been sleeping enough, but missing my afternoon nap yesterday was killer. By the time I got to dinner at Tsuname, I was wilting. I really really wanted to see Kaki King - the guitar playing I'd seen was pretty awesome, but standing outside the independent, I started to panic at the people and being trapped in a building. I was also falling asleep standing up, I'm not good at being this tired anymore.
Lovely dinner with byronium and rhiannonstone, tho again, sad that I didnt join them for the concert. I did the right thing, heading home, I was tired enough that my reflexes were a little off - I almost slipped on the train tracks and I almost dropped the bike at the intersection.
Sleep was illusory - I kept waking up every few hours, paniced, anxious; I'm sore and achey today, moving slowly.
The good news is that a year ago this weekend, I left Los Angeles, and came to SF. I'm fortunate, beloved, loved; I'm employed by a company that takes care of its employees; I'm healthier and getting better all the time.
Things are settling into a good pattern for me, I'm glad that its doing that.