practice

I am pleased with how this daily posting is going thus far. I'm remembering to do it, now I have to try and work at it. This means I can't just do it to do it as I have been.

But today I shall because I'm tired. I worked out in the garage. I've given like two carloads of things to Goodwill (minimum). It feels good to do this. I feel lighter.

Speaking of light, my sister is home. Joy. I say out loud to myself, "White light". At McLean, nurses used to joke about imagining this light surrounding you when you worked with difficult patients. So I picture this white light surrounding me, such that she cannot touch me, she cannot penetrate my shield. It takes a lot of practice when I'm around Jessica.