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Notes taken during the day:Odd day today. I almost feel I am wearing my body. It's stiff, very stiff across the shoulders and I feel a distant frustration that it does not hang the way this distant person expects. The joints don't move freely enough and it is not tall enough. The neck doesn't sit correctly, the pelvis seems to be out of alignment. It's too rigid, too fixed. It occupies the wrong amount of space in the wrong way. The head is the wrong shape, the field of vision too narrow. Every so often I find myself rolling my shoulders back or cricking my head round or twisting in a certain way as if I can break whatever is constricting my movement. Perhaps spiders feel this way when it is time to shed a skin.
Dizzy and tired. Muscles in hand and arm so weak can barely hold the pen. Woke up with a split tongue this morning. Really should go to the gym today. What I actually want to do is go home and go to sleep again, but I don't know how much the tiredness and pain and weakness is a direct result of not going to the gym for two weeks.