Yesterday was a lot of running around, errands, phone calls, and other assorted hugger-mugger, in preparation for the hurricane. Today has been pretty good so far, but who knows how it will go. Ray and I are staying in place; we are out of range/elevation for the storm surge. I anticipate the power and water to go out at some point.
Yoga:
I have definitely been working some crap out of my body down in amongst the delicately interconnected joints down in my hip and pelvic area. I feel like one of those kids’ toys that is eight sticks connected by elastic bands. Yesterday morning I felt sick, did a bunch of yoga to stretch things back out down there, but felt awful when I went out for the walk and so curtailed it (to about a mile, so it wasn’t really a short walk but it felt too short). This morning I felt icky but not sick, used the back roller, and found extra space in my lower back that hadn’t been there before. It felt like there was an extra four inches that I hadn’t known about. I don’t know how to explain it. I rolled along the foam roller and it just went on…and on…and on. I felt like I had someone else’s hips for a moment.
Felt yucky, then felt better. Then sneezed a lot, but I think that’s more having to do with all the crud in the air from the storm. I don’t feel sick now but I’m still sneezing.
On the walk today, my shoulders felt pretty free for the most part, but felt stiff by the time I was done. I feel like crud down in my hips must have to work itself upward along all my joints and muscles as it goes. If I grab along the tops of my shoulders (in the traps), I can feel more tension than recently, but it’s still far less tension than before I started focusing on this stuff. I used to be able to feel that my muscles back there were so stiff that they were distorting how I held my head. Now I have more freedom. The muscles back there feel more like living tissue than wood.
The walk this morning was fairly lengthy. I like the light so much better when it’s cloudy or really early. I’ve been sleeping better in the apartment than the AirBnB, so it’s harder to get up that early, though!
Midjourney: Today I’ve been trying to do someone else’s prompt and make it work, when I have no interest in what they want to see. It’s like pushing mud. I feel like I “should” be able to make this work, but I just can’t. Everything I try goes around in a circle and I Just Don’t Care.–It’s like, I can’t do it *because* I don’t care. I don’t know if that’s true, but as soon as I made enough of an adjustment to the original idea that it interested me, I started getting interesting results. I don’t think the AI is responding to my emotions per se, but that’s the best I can grok it.
Writing: The story went off the rails again. It wasn’t the characters’ fault. I was just working things out, this plus that plus the other thing, and the story math came up with a result that I Did Not Want. I not only went with it, but I backed up and changed a small detail from earlier to make it slightly worse. I’d written a placeholder that I knew wasn’t right but I couldn’t make myself write what was supposed to go there. I went back and wrote what I knew belonged there. It made me uncomfortable, but I’m looking forward to the fallout, if that makes sense. Sometimes when we say the uncomfortable things, good stuff falls out from it.