zzzzzzzzzzzzhi! I woke up at four-thirty this morning to my brain running checklists in every direction but sleep! Between keeping up with everything at work, running practical assessments in the gym for the past couple of weeks, grinding out theory assessments in between all that and trying to make the time to look after myself as well, I’m starting to feel a little dizzy with it all. But!
Sure, I still have to get right back on the househunting trail, but it’s looking like I’ll have all of my coursework wrapped by early next week at the latest, so plenty of time for that. Every now and again I look up and remember that for all that the past couple of months have ground me down pretty hard, I knew going into it that this was what it was going to take. Before much longer, what I call work won’t be reinforcing bad motor patterns > pain anymore, and instead it’ll let me actively start repairing everything. And being able to afford fun, torturous new treatment options. And being able to get back after Sam
² and redbrickroad. So, you know, totally worth it! <3
UCLA’s Steve Cole from The Social Life of Genes.
Your DNA is not a blueprint. Day by day, week by week, your genes are in a conversation with your surroundings. Your neighbors, your family, your feelings of loneliness: They don’t just get under your skin, they get into the control rooms of your cells.
All the more reason to surround yourself with people who you enjoy