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Acupressure massage this morning was good news/bad news. It felt good; it felt wonderful. I also ended up in a funk. It's as if I felt so good that I was depressed when we had to stop. I just wanted to stay on the table and be massaged, forever. I can blame part of this reaction on the weather--misty, gray day with no hint of sunshine. Low pressure keeping things pushed down. Me feeling like I'm getting slowly buried in a morass.

More to do--exercise, meditation, keeping it together. Just feel like it's never going to get any better, any clearer, any less chaotic, and any simpler--and things are fairly simple now.

Have a session with the chiropractor next week and a session in SC as well. Everything works while it's happening, but it's the long empty spaces in between. Like I say--I'm in a funk right now--and I missed my walk today. And my trip to the donut shop (I've decided to cut back on my sweets and sugar intake--I've too much in my diet). And, it's nearly my one year anniversary of being here in my cave! Long time no see the light!

February is always a challenging month for me--my opposition sign, astrologically! I always feel better when I get to March. Well, enough of this digital drivel! Onward! Onward! Onward!

Onward to glory I go! I am I, Don Quixote! My destiny calls and I go!