Up and at it, late but good.

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The heat is starting to become annoying.  I might have to do something crazy, like drive up into the hills one of these days.  The hills cap at 13k and change, so... there will be some cooling up there.  If I go through my gear roughly, I am sure I could gear up for an overnight if I wished it.  Just to find a place that isn't too busy and doesn't charge.  Good luck with that.  Possible, I suppose.  Whatever.  I think that would require removing mass from the the gravity spike I call a chair.  Boff uv em'?  Yep.

Blood test, first thing.  I was hopeful.  At 212 it wasn't horrible, if not a new low.  I'll take it.  It's in the low five, probably.  A shower shortly.  Who knows after that.  Shortly?  Within three hours anyway.  Not moving fast, or well.  Not ill, or achy, or... just... it's a slow day.

I can see that easily, saw it before I woke.  No worries, just the way it is.  Best to deal with things as they are then try to push through what isn't.  It's tolerable, and can be dealt with, but it can't be undone or overridden.  Survived, if patience and other tools are brought to bear on situations which would otherwise call for gumption.  As I've said, even at my slowest, I am fast.  Which means, at least at one time, I could think, choose, then act, before some people would notice the trouble.  And, even as fast as the world seems to come at you, it's... usually your eyes deceiving you.

There is usually far more time to both think, then react, than most neophytes can imagine.  Their mind is skipping reality, only seeing every fifth frame or such, and they believe their eyes... having nothing else with which to base time upon, because of adrenaline, and to produce more, and other chemicals.  Cortisol?  Somesuch.  If you have lived for... even days but certainly years at a time, mostly, flooded with the stuff, you learn to set it aside and do what you need to do, when you need to do.  Others might even think you really are a superman... but... it's an illusion caused by natural chems and their inexperience with living on the edge of extinction.  Being mostly old and mostly dead, not sure what remains to this old mountain...  Don't want to test it, but... don't really care on the other hand.  Made as I am for what I do.

Hmm?  Right.  Today?  We'll see.  Bleh.  Later.