There was momentary stress this morning but we sorted it out very well and all is fine, well as fine as can be in a year such as this. Grateful for calm and well-reasoned solutions. No point in adding reactivity or drama to an already dramatic year. We can get our kicks by literally just sitting back and watching the drama of 2020 unfold.
We'll probably escape into nature today, which always does wonders for our mental health. Grateful to have limbs to move and eyes to see and air to breathe. It's been awhile since we've done a proper hike so I'll probably be out of breath and sore, but it'll feel good to get away from electronic screens and sirens and into real life.
I had so many nightmares last night, about ghosts taking over and moving my entire house to a different place without my consent. I had to learn to coexist with the ghosts, scolding them when they became problematic, tolerating their presence when they were peaceful. Probably a metaphor. Grateful for metaphors. I fucking love metaphors.
I think/hope I am over the ovulation hump and gliding through the calm stage of the month.
My favorite bit of news recently, other than Trump catching covid, was feminist activists who broke into the office of the director of the national commission on human rights in Mexico City, "evicted government workers, ripped paintings of revolutionary heroes from the walls and declared that from now on, the federal building in downtown Mexico City would be a shelter for female victims of violence" in protest against a state that does nothing to prevent the killing and rape of girls and women. YAAAAAAAAS QUEENS.
10:30 a.m. - 2020-10-05