Keepin me Keepin on

Today I lea rned CPR and First Aid. Can you do 100 compressions per minute? That's the rate to keep those dead people from being permanently dead.

Afterwards I talked to a fellow VL about life and about projects and I was reminded of how bitter and spiteful I can sometimes be. Not because she told me, but because I've been feeling it, and well I don't even agree with it, in principal. I know it's wrong, but it's a trap that is all too easy to wander into because it alleviates some of the frustration of life. In all actuality, it does nothing but move it around and what goes around, comes around, so I need to be reminded of this from time to time and perhaps today was that. Hurricane force winds got me the ride home in a truck full of conversation.

I think I need a constant reminder of the frivolity of it all because it's worth it. Gotta keep me from overthinking. I feel French.

Positive notes of life: I've been drinking exceptional amounts of water and there is no threat to my hydration. My bicycle is looking nice. All brakes working, rear rack attached. The cats were not missing. I can eat really spicy food and not get heartburn. I can drink like a fish.