Much Better
Jan. 22nd, 2009 12:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ladyspriteIt's amazing what an actual full night of sleep, a good day at work, and a decent workout can do to improve my outlook on life.
Knowing the crash for what it is - a temporary reaction to fatigue and the sudden absence of high-energy company - helps a lot. As much as it feels big and bad and real, I can keep reminding myself that it's not quite that.
So once I muster the energy to pull myself out of my sitting-and-wallowing, get to bed and actually sleep for a full night (with no nightmares, remarkable as that sounds - just a weird dream about drinking, among other things, a strange kind of rose-flavored cream), then get up and get moving, most of the problems dissolve and are washed away in the flood of wakefulness and endorphins.
This, of course, does not discount the help from all of the friends reminding me that they really are there; just sometimes I can't see them through the roadblocks my own subconscious throws up in the way.
I've got a list of errands that need to be run, and a handful of cooking and crafting projects that I should get to, and tonight is Middle Eastern Dance class #2. With any luck, it'll go a little more smoothly than the last one, and I won't lose my positive outlook in the flood of not-being-instantly-perfect. Mostly, though, I'm taking today to take care of myself, and remind myself that, while I am a social creature and I thrive on contact, being alone isn't necessarily a bad thing either.
Knowing the crash for what it is - a temporary reaction to fatigue and the sudden absence of high-energy company - helps a lot. As much as it feels big and bad and real, I can keep reminding myself that it's not quite that.
So once I muster the energy to pull myself out of my sitting-and-wallowing, get to bed and actually sleep for a full night (with no nightmares, remarkable as that sounds - just a weird dream about drinking, among other things, a strange kind of rose-flavored cream), then get up and get moving, most of the problems dissolve and are washed away in the flood of wakefulness and endorphins.
This, of course, does not discount the help from all of the friends reminding me that they really are there; just sometimes I can't see them through the roadblocks my own subconscious throws up in the way.
I've got a list of errands that need to be run, and a handful of cooking and crafting projects that I should get to, and tonight is Middle Eastern Dance class #2. With any luck, it'll go a little more smoothly than the last one, and I won't lose my positive outlook in the flood of not-being-instantly-perfect. Mostly, though, I'm taking today to take care of myself, and remind myself that, while I am a social creature and I thrive on contact, being alone isn't necessarily a bad thing either.
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Date: 2009-01-23 02:47 am (UTC)I was wondering, would you be ok with my posting the various photos I took of you at the Con in my flickr stream? As of now only I can see them, and I don't want to change that until I'd asked.
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Date: 2009-01-23 03:49 am (UTC)