it's all emotion. it occurs to me emotion requires motion or we go insane sitting and thinking. now that i've zoomed therapy in bed i might zoom meditation group in bed. for now i went on a photo adventure on the seventeenth floor. i bet steve would like it up there.
my head is still congested and my back teeth a little achy. when i tried to nap my noggin started spinning with the sound of the keening wind. mary likes it—invigorating! maddening for us cats on the 15th floor. it sounds different up here. i see wheels and arcs and waiting games are a sort of unconscious theme. it's really unreal. i know, i said it again.