Light in Dreamland

 No, I didn’t see the aurora last night. I didn’t even try. Why not? This is gonna come off as wickedly pathetic BUT the northern light show comes up between 10PM and 2AM—that’s when I’m in Sleepytime Land. IF, during the day, I’d been paying better attention to sky news versus depressing election reports, I could’ve planned/prepped for midnight viewing. I would’ve taken a nap, had a cuppa coffee, talked Ten and Jen into staying up to help me over to the seawall but NOOOOOOOOOO. By 10PM Cake and I were busy counting Zs.

These shots were taken by a wonderful neighbor.

Also, CBS has a sweet collection of shots from people in other spots here in Massachusetts. Looks wild.

Part of my reluctance to make a dark time effort may also be due to my rehab exercising. I’m currently trying to increase the amount I do each day. Ya know, boost my stamina and strength. I’m also upping the workouts from four to five days a week. This is my second week. By bedtime, I’m definitely ready for visits with Hypnos and Morpheus.

I’ve discovered that, physically, I really need lazy days off. Emotionally though, I totally need to walk or elliptical or SOMETHING. I’ve long known that exercise is my antidepressant. Pills just don’t work for me. At all. So then, what to do? How can I feed my head and, at the same time, give my bod the rest it needs?

Perhaps, on my next chill-out day, I should still exercise—just not as much. A shorter walk? Less time of the elliptical? Maybe instead of all strength and endurance building, I can work on stretching and balance.

There might be more aurora action tonight. Will I stay up for it? Dunno.