Lifting Up

I woke at five AM for the third day in a row, and the days are shrinking a bit, and the full moon is coming, so I believe I am FINALLY lifting up. Today is the first day with the new head. I've had the old head since late March or was it early April. I have to remind myself to do everything the same (work, swim, walking) even though it FEELS completely different. I did walk home a block from the pool wearing just my wet bathing suit, sweatshirt, flip flops and towel yesterday. Something I would never do with the old head. I am fully amused with the activity between my ears. No need to entertain me. I can hardly keep up with myself (new head). I am RAVENOUS which is typical of this state (new head). I'm wondering if I should make pancakes or waffles. Fagghedabout it. I am impatient. I settled for a handful of almonds and my home made iced coffee.

Twice a year I have the urge to wash my curtains and I do but this time I know the curtains will deteriorate in the washing machine. They have baked in the sun for 20 years.

I hear the loud family screaming and yelling in their tiny apartment. The windows are open and they have one little fan. They are four children and two parents and a dog and they are always shouting curses at each other. They are stressed, angry, miserable and sad. God bless them. Poverty sucks.