Hm, been having a “get tired and go to bed before midnight, iffy sleep for 7 hours, wake up enough you can’t fall back, get tired” cycle
That emotional rush totally worn off, back to “still a little frayed but better all the time!” Realizing some of that “weakness” might be I’ve developed my ankles to the point of arched walking being natural, but I still feel their unseasonedness in the final push-off of my stride
Still find it hard to worry, but I now have an amorphous sense of possibly-earned threat out there I can’t link to anything specific, so yay. Might be related to the looming imperative to resolve the new personality with human society, both in a “what is my role in Culture and constructs of power” existential and a “what do I do with people in the evening” practical sense.
In the last few months been to places I recognized from years ago and was appalled by how much they had been turned to appeal to new yuppies (who, disorientingly, are often younger and less elite-marked than me), on the other hand seen some bars open in easy walking distance that are practically beer halls or gardens, so if the money’s remaking the city and they designate my area the new at-scale hip district could be worse
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