[Morning freewrite]
I'm finding it strange that people I thought of all my life as rising
earlier than me are now later sleepers.  I suppose it's a sign of growing
up.  Or perhaps it's a sign that I'm better adjusted to this early rise
thing.  Or then again....

I feel like it's rained forever and it's only been two or three days!  Wow!
But I don't care too terribly.  Rain is not too cold at the moment.  So One
could probably go hiking in it and feel okay.

I went hiking in my barefeet yesterday.  No problems per se.  No residual
soreness, cuts or other raumas.  It was a little awkward, though.  I am
going to have to continue feeling my way into this.  The rocks and
occassional brambles slowed me down.  Going downhill with ittle bitty rocks
is going to be bad until I'm used to it.

I was surprised at how little it really hurt, though.  Felt quite
uncomfortable, but not really painful.  I need to think more about this.  It
seems to match up with what hte Barefoot Hiker wrote in his book, but it
doesn't seem that I have all that much time to adjust.  (I suppose I'll be
doing a lot of barefoot hiking around Lori's property when I get down
there.)

Other news:  I am stressing out!  There's so much  have to do and it all has
to be done before tomorrow.  Tarp and two more sleeping bag thingies (new
invention I've got to finish and try out.)  And.... Would like to make a
pocket and stuff sacks (oh!  And pack cover is a necessary item!)  Bah!
This is really crazy.

How am I doing?  How am I doing.... This is not a question of mental doing
or physical doing, but of preparedness.  I think preparedness wise I am
doing better htan last year, but not as well as I should be.

Emotional/mentally, I am a wreck!

But oh well!  c'est la vie.

This this this this this is not a morning that I feel I can write much
that's really reflective of my inner turmoil.  The turmoil is intense.  And
I've kinada surrounded it with a shell.  It's like the kernel within the
walnut.  Curled up adn waiting to be discovered.  Freed. But I'm not going
to free it if I don't have to.  Oh this is a crazy feeling inside.  So much
tension.  If I had taken more physics adn vectors I would paint a picture in
3D of arrows pointing all over hte place.  Arrows pointing out and in and
around in circles.  Too many thoughts uncontrollable.  What to do about
htem?

I've noticed that the most common spellling error I make while typing (typo
rather than spelling error?  Distinction?)  is the transposition of "h" and
"t".  I suppose that it's because they'r so close together and use two
different hands.  If my right hand is just a tad too fast, then it hits the
"h" before my left hits the "t".

This rambling is almost over.  I am glad because I haven't come close to
hitting anything inner today.  I can't sit here.  I have to be moving and
finishing these projects!
[End morning freewrite]