“That’s when I began my affair with Mohandas.”

Threads by Sheryl Crow

Threads by Sheryl Crow dropped today.  I’ve listened with my full attention twice so far.  Once with my desktop monitors, and once with Bose QC35 headphones.  All I can say is; wow.  I’ll be spending a lot of time with this album.  In my head, I’m listening with Stevie Nicks and Solange.  (I need them to collaborate on a project IRL.  Please, dear universe.)

I’m so proud of Sheryl Crow.  The track, Redemption Day, is an old song reenvisioned.  The new version made me sit down like I was getting a tattoo on my soul.  I’m listening with Grado headphones next.  I think they’ll be the sweet spot, but I have three others to test, (all German engineered.)  I love Sheryl Crow.  Her energy is beautiful.

I’m slowly rebooting post-meltdown.  I’m doing it differently, this time.  Instead of fleeing inward, I’m gradually recovering while present.  I’ve accepted it’s a process, and am not indulging in any cynical internal narration to amuse myself in the meantime.  It was fun when I didn’t know better.  Now if I do it, I picture my mom looking at me like she may have overestimated my intelligence.  (Cut to my ego in an ER where the doctor just yelled, clear!)

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My victories this week include things like brushing my teeth and showering.  Each one empowers me to gain another, but for now, I can do three or four hard things a day.  I exercised, ate, showered, brushed my teeth, and paid bills today.  Yay, me!  I still have energy left for the evening, plus I can find essential words on demand, today.  😆

I missed a dental appointment, but I didn’t waste energy beating myself up for it.  (I used it to reschedule.)  I’m so grateful to have my voice back.  It feels like being allowed to wear clothing in public again.  I have a ways to go till recovered, but I’ll get there.  Solange’s music is healing in ways I can’t yet articulate.  It makes me feel valuable.  I didn’t know music could do that.  I’m off to commune with Threads.  💜✌🏽