recovery

Today there is no school, and what better day to allow my throat, my lungs, liver, and my mind to recover from unhinged weekend abuse. The only complaint is that this isn't regular recovery, I think I'm starting to get sick =(. Also, I got my navel pierced and even though the piercer swore by his work and said that he'd never pierced crooked before, unfortunately I think it's crooked. It hurt like hell when I got it done so I don't know if I want to go back and get it fixed.

Right now is perfect: I've got a delicious spiced cider candle on, I'm in comfort in my bed under a blanket, laptop on my knees, Toxicity in the background, copying cd after beautiful cd into itunes, about to start on some homework. There was a storm last night, and driving home through my neighborhood, the roads were completely covered with a nice coat of needles and leaves. Looks like it's picking up again. If I feel up to it, strong enough, maybe I'll take a walk outside before it gets too dark. The clouds are so powerful looking, and the wind is simply chilling. I love this type of weather. Makes me feel extra cozy in the house. There is a smell of faint brownies too, which just tops it all off.

So... If one just opens up a little, eye contact and physical touching, getting over rejection or fear, then it's worth it. I finally released my neutral-hold on, whatever, and am happy with the results. Which doesn't mean I'm going to throw all caution to the wind, but I am definitely making the baby steps to relaxing the strangle-hold to first my mind, then my heart.