*muffled cursing from the next room*

Been a bit busy lately. Or maybe a lot. I'm now getting up at ten 'til six in the morning every day but Mondays and Saturdays. And the first week was slow, but now that we've been open for two weeks, there's not nearly as much down-time. Between these two things, I'm really tired a lot. I wish I had deep thoughts to report, but I haven't got any.

My ritual went well in circle, and the group energy-sensing/energy-breathing activity was actually fun. So I guess my HPS will be wanting to be all "you should get your blue cord now" and that's nice, or would be if I cared. But that's a secret. Don't tell anyone. Too fargone to care and always have been, when the symbolism isn't mine.

I want to go dancing. I want to have a collectively experienced heartbeat imposed from the outside, because mine is so slow. I want rythm and colored lights and motion and shaking close to the breaking strain of tendon and heartstrings. Lack of depth - movement is the cure.