and now i feel lost.

i think that my body has taken the knowledge that it gets a break, and understood it as a chance to break down. i woke up this morning with an aching throat, and i'm still yawning. i'm shaky, and bleeding, and mentally exhausted.

last night i rode the fight/flight adrenaline to a giddy sensitivity to the ridiculousness of several hundred people waving little red flags in the air. i'm happier than i can say that we had a vote of confidence from the membership, and i think that what came out of the meeting last night was pretty much the best thing we could hope for, but at the same time i want out. i don't want to think about this anymore, and i'm worried about my bird.