I’ve had a short elevated spell of the kind that some people will be familiar with: where you experience an uncommon surge in energy and all the things that would usually be approached with caution suddenly seem like a breeze and whoopee you are a bit weightless and excarnated. I went for a walk on the forest, was able to go up an incline with only moderate slowness where I would usually be stopping for rests (or not attempting at all) and I committed to doing a couple of things that I will now have to uncommit from. It doesn’t matter how many times I tell myself that this is a temporary enchantment arising out of chemical imbalance or something that carries hidden dangers, I fall for it every time because it feels good and who in their right minds says no to something that feels good and makes you joyful and happy, I ask you! In the elevated state, the aching throat that has been plaguing me for some time went away, but it’s back again now, along with vague fluey muscle pains and the usual. Fuck-a-doodle-doo.
In my elevated state I:
Visited my mother and her partner and managed to “keep it real”.
Had lunch with a tarot-reading magician friend and wasn’t unduly put out by the three of swords appearing yet again in my cards.
Signed up for a series of poetry workshops which I really don’t need (I already do this with people I’ve known for a long while).
Began to believe that the folder called “fragments and pieces” might really be turning into something more substantial.
So it’s all fine really, and the workshop leader knows about M.E. and will be realistic.
My cat has injured her paw and is taking it easy, lying down. I think I will join her.