Saffron, Weak Ankles and Fog

My brain is just starting to wake up from a rather strange funk earlier today. It’s a good feeling, I like having an awake brain. It was a relatively good day, too, so it was surprising.

To celebrate my wakening state, I made myself a drink that I recently created and love: hot soy milk, with saffron, pepper, and honey. I would have added ground cinnamon if I’d had any. Yum!

The next thing to tackle is my ankle; it still hasn’t healed and keeps flaring up as I use it. Swimming is my antidote to the sudden lack of exercise, and it’s working out really well for everything. Time for some ice and some soothing music. Simon and Garfunkel, or maybe some Holst or Warlock.

Past the Witching Hour

Was just listening to Scarborough Fair/Canticle on loop while icing my ankle, and feeling strangely content and optimistic. Also feeling lucky that I have the support of people I love, and lucky that I have music to throw any angst into and turn it into something constructive. I sang myself hoarse practicing Bridge Over Troubled Water for my friends’ upcoming wedding just before I decided it was time use external methods to dull my pain. Singing and the ice both felt really good.

I need to keep reminding myself to take it easy over the next few days…I want to be able to dance at the wedding next weekend!