Well, it’s one of those weekends. I got up early Saturday, and walked in the morning. My body said, maybe it’s best you go back to sleep. But I didn’t. I offered my support as someone to talk to… on twitter… and then the day went by, and I became the one who needed social engagement. I’m thinking about signing up on Reddit, but can’t think of a new screen name. There really isn’t anything I can do locally.
So. I might as well get into what happened Tuesday.
The day’s notes and events included fallen branches in the driveway… and the Senate’s first day trying to “skinny-repeal” the Affordable Care Act. (I’ll note that the law, what many on the right call “socialism” is the conservative version of legislation that has been taken to the floor for decades to finally pass. The proposed healthcare reforms under Nixon was more “liberal.” But I digress.)
Tuesday was a day scheduled to see the counselor. We went over the report aimed at enabling access to services regarding my disabilities, and the fun paperwork that entails. However, I didn’t tell him how I felt that morning. He knows about my sleeplessness, my isolation, but he doesn’t quite know how I’ve changed.
The day began with a bit of a breakdown. There’s a big difference between “this sucks, I need to do something” (where I tend to fall back into complacency), and… “I am broken.” Crying entered the conversation this week with N., my practitioner friend; she said she cries almost every day, to cleanse the heart and reset the emotional state. I did, briefly. I got only one more hour of sleep before departing.
About half of 3 p.m., my mother pulled into the parking lot for Crescent Beach. Troubles of the day aside, before me was the opportunity to get some summer photos.
Many people were at the beach.
Their human presence was carved in to the sands of time. (Some of that presence not without litter.)
So much plant life was at or past full bloom.
I managed to capture a butterfly on camera. (Not great photo quality, though.)
I saw a few dragonflies interacting with each other. I failed to really capture those, but got the blues of the lake.
The greens of the woods were, well, green.
And then we were off to the USM library.
Things have changed.
School’s out for the summer. (Okay, so there were people, presumably students, reading in closed rooms.)
I found new art installations on the 5th floor, including a piece called “Inexplicable film mess” (2014) by Meggan Gould.
There was one book, I discovered— or rather, caught my eye, in the “fashion” section… it caught my eye in the way I found the cover not PG enough to post a photo here. (I have no idea whether it’s new.)
To finish the day, the battery in the car finally died, so the ride home was stalled for some two hours for a tow truck to arrive. It takes only one bad cell out of six for an automotive lead acid battery to fail. I’d noticed the dash lights were fluctuating before, so I knew without realizing it was only a matter of time. At least we were stuck in the parking lot and not stranded in the middle of nowhere. And only the battery needed replacement— no towing necessary.
Well, that’s it for now. I need a long nap.