Trying to sort my feelings and thoughts and this drawing of a masked person came out. It actually looks like Bruce's girlfriend now that I've draw it - me wearing a mask of her. Not what I intended when I first drew it but now that is what it looks like. I find art therapy fascinating - it is like seeing dreams that come out of another area of our unconscious.
I can see that physically I'm slipping - my heart was pounding a lot of the time yesterday. Drinking coffee probably didn't help. Today after my morning coffee I'm switching to tea and decaf drinks. The visual migraine last night is a major alert to me that I am repressing emotions. I want to just be calm and accepting and hopeful. That is my goal but I'm not there.
The dawning is beautiful outside my window. Pale pearly fog. Pink sky. Frost on the grass.
I hope Dave and I can take Andy for a run today. Rainbow Rocks would be nice - or somewhere like that. It would be nice to SEE things and take note of nature, expend energy in a good way and get out of my head.