Another perfect day for me to hide away
Sunday, July 29, 2018
I suspect I've used this blog title before.
Comes from this song, by Fates Warning, entitled "Another Perfect Day", in which the narrator is stuck inside his head, unable to see past the doubts and storm clouds ringing his world.
That doesn't really describe my life, but I can't deny the stress levels have risen drastically the last few days. And, all that said, I'm entirely unwilling to share. So I'll just wallow in this muck, if you don't mind.
In other news, I saw a neophyte politician that has been in the news a lot lately. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, from the Bronx, who knocked off Joe Crowley, the 4th ranked Democrat in the U.S. House of Representatives in a primary last month, came out to Michigan to support the campaign of Abdul el-Sayed for Governor. She's 28, and probably headed to Congress, he's 33 and not likely to get past the primary, but there's something there, something that's building. The kids are all right, if you'll allow me to feel like an old man for a moment.
My weight yo-yo, which had taken a few weeks off and reached as low as 216 point something a few days ago has returned in full force, as a bad night resulted in a three point jump. Honestly, I hadn't felt like I was eating all that clean, and exercising every other day-ish didn't feel like it should have been giving me the results I was seeing, so there's a bit of a feeling of normalcy in this bounce. Here's hoping I don't give back too much of the recent decline before getting things in order again.