I feel bad I haven’t really been recording dreams much lately. They’re still a regular thing, it’s just harder to have time to do it while I remember in the morning with normal corporate hours.
A couple weeks ago the bf and I went to Phoenix for a show and it was a disaster due to weather. Two thirds of my brunch rsvp’s didn’t show the next day, there were a lot of family emergencies. It made me feel awful, like me being in Phoenix brought down a lot of bad luck on my friends. We tried to make the best out of the trip but a long of things cascaded in that direction. I was also nervous about traveling for the first time with pandemic. I’m still masking everywhere even if I am vaccinated, and guidelines just updated to resuming masking inside because of the new variant. I don’t think anyone is surprised.
Dealing with health things has been interesting. I thought the doc was giving up on me when she suggested an ND but I realized it’s because she knows they have more flexibility to order lab work if they’re data driven, and the one I found is. We’ve since discovered some crazy food sensitivities and some rare hypothyroidism. The endo I saw years ago only ran TSH instead the the whole panel and missed it. I can’t even begin to describe the anger and excitement I’m feeling simultaneously. Started cytomel and it’s been a weird adjustment, like my brain doesn’t feel fatigued and then wants to force reboot. Also started some other GI things and are going from there.
Friends we’ve become fwb with invited us to Vegas. It’s nuts we’ve been around the same cons and circles but never met. This keeps happing where I go somewhere and find “my people” or “my tribe” and it’s great, but wild we hadn’t run into each other sooner when we could have. So many of my friends in the PNW are from AZ and CA. Whelp, we’re going to Vegas, I have no idea what to expect since it’s the first Vegas trip with the bf and the first with a group since my first ever trip to Vegas.. and that worked out but it was stressful. This time I have way more autonomy on top of experience, and cash flow. It’s crazy how much of a difference it makes. My femme companion wanted to take me shopping for the trip and now I’m going to live in swimwear, pasties, and coverups the entire time. She’s a big fan of the topless pools and it was kind of funny when I asked if it was the one at Mandalay and it was the one at Mirage. I’ve also been craving La Comida, Mon Ami, and Sprinkles. I really miss the neon desert.
I’m so tired, how can I be this tired but still fight insomnia?