Yesterday I made a mistake and was over-social with two out of town visitors and some other friends. I paid for it in the night with fitful dreams and crazy feelings, overwhelm. I was up and down all night.
Today I’m not fully recovered, so I stayed home from the weekly peace vigil. Planned my radical mental health workshop for Justice for our Desert and made a handout. Drinking water and trying to take it easy.
I just wanna go back to bed. But I need to go to the printers with Ming when he gets home. There’s a prayer thing this evening at the Worker. It’s the feast day of St Francis of Assisi they say.
