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Day off #1 is largely in the can, though I slept a LOT so I've got a fair bit of night ahead of me, which is nice. These are my hours. I love the way they stretch out ahead of me; I very rarely ever run out of them before my own batteries run down. Regular people hours feel much more finite.

Still didn't get as much done as I'd have liked; no matter how they feel, there are never enough hours in a given day to do everything I want. I really need to pick a lane one of these days between forever feeling like I'm playing catchup in every aspect of my life and actively choosing to take in less of the people and things I love, but I'm just not ready for that, I don't think.

Hit the yoga mat for the first this year, at least, which felt good. Currently catching up on all the wrestling I missed in the black hole that was the first few days of the week in between further attempts at physical activity (and comics, always comics). Ideally, I will get to tonight's Dynamite before I crash so that I can safely go back on Twitter before I forget and spoil myself!

Went to the movies. Saw my grandmother briefly while I brought her salads and laundry. I almost don't get constantly lost in the new facility anymore! Almost. Everything changes, except my total lack of a sense of direction.