Retreat

to-be-disbelieved

I’m on a solo retreat, staying at a friend’s guesthouse. It came about rapidly as I was in the throes of anger and desperation and if I didn’t isolate myself I would have imploded. Thankfully, the space was available.

When I got here, I took a shower and then fell asleep. I slept from 1pm to 9:30pm. I stayed awake for a while, then went back to sleep until 2am.

I haven’t cried yet. I want to. If I don’t I will not have accomplished what I hoped to do. Release the crazy bullshit in my head and heart. Maybe I will do it now.

 

 

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