Hmm... Day already?

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Down by nearing 21:00, but it took a while to drop.  I set the alarm for 6:00 but didn't actually launch until 7:36.  I forgot to open the house up last night, so it was a bit warm already.  But with outside temp reading right at 56 F, I opened up a bunch, put the fans to work, and... yeah... feel much better already.  Even 71 is the beginning of hot, for me.  Stuffy.  I told you, Alaska, except in the summer, isn't a problem.  Perhaps I could make a more northern summer camp, hunt there, and return when it cools off?  Summer isn't the best time for hunting anyway.

I am hoping to kick out the last little bit of dishes, get a bath and shower in, then make a run at hiking.  Yeah, I know.  Not even sure I will get that done.  Tick-tock, always, and I'm just not feeling it.  Of course, as I have said, it's not about feelings.  But sometimes the feeling is related to actual incapacity.  I also want to do a little bit of bag sorting before I go.  Some things out, somethings in.  Ugh...  Well, I know I'll get the dishes.  And I am pretty sure I will at least get to town.  Ah... part of my problem is that I don't have boiled eggs and mush.  I haven't been eating right.  Ah, okay.  Between heat, and this, and food...  Yeah, okay.  I'll... be sure to fix that today.

It seems like I am spinning more than moving.  Sometimes the obvious seeming reasons are the cause, sometimes it really is just because and the failures are a symptom, not the problem.  I have to try to push through anyway.  And, really, I have been, as well as I can in any case.  Coffee is going down, a new pot is brewing, and I feel ready to push.  Actually I already reset the rinse on the dishes, so that they dry easier.  I'm... getting there.  And, I might try to use the ridgeline as a temporary belt for the backpack.  While the belt isn't vital, it sure helps keep the pack load stable on the back.  Might allow me a longer hike, or at least a more comfortable one.  Yeah, I'm... figuring things as I can.

I had a cool dream last night, but it's already gone.  I tried to grab it.  I had to grab the other dreams, and was able to.  Not this time it seems.  It was sort of a who done it with... very odd results.  There is more to this, God's green earth, than science or man can know or will even admit.  All I'm saying there.  Sanity is usually the truth, but when it isn't, sanity just becomes another form of insanity.  A denial of what is.  Oh, and I understand.  The truth is terribly frightening for even the stoutest of minds and bodies and hearts.  It is downright horrifying, sometimes.  Speak with an exorcist.  See naturally preserved corpses of saints, be touched by death and left alive, more so again, and again, and again.  To the rational minded, what can't be understood because it doesn't follow what they understand as logic drives them to academia, denial, law, or the sciences.  Lies.  The truth is only what it is, and it isn't ours.  Either we are of the truth or we are liars.  We can't understand.

Well... best get a dose of music, then hit the trail, hopefully to the trail.  Good day.