Based on a true story – June 11th (nature energy)

I’m genuinely surprised that I made it through today with even a shred of sanity. I got up really early because I had to clean the Playtime Centre at church. Kids are messy, but I was left wondering what the adults were doing after the party. I’d been planning to recharge in between by sitting outside the cathedral, but that was no longer an options. Regenerated slightly while walking past a row of trees on the way to The Cabin. I’d never noticed how many trees there are in the town centre. The wind was up, and I could feel the nature energy flowing. It smelled nice too, but I was distracted. 

I sustained myself with the hope of sitting under a tree in Weston Park, a dream I fulfilled at approximately 16:45. When I set off again, it started raining heavily, but I was in the state of mind to enjoy it. I’d have found it more stressful even putting my coat on. Broke my internal vow to never play Bohnanza again, I seem cursed to be forever second. My electric toothbrush switched to low battery. The cycle of a short burst of excitement at fresh power, followed all too soon a few days later with a flashing red light, seems to perpetuate my very existence. Is there no end to this way of living? At this moment, Lady Gaga seems to be the only remedy to my sub-level confusion.

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