ugh, I couldn't sleep last night. I just couldn't stop my brain, and the full moon probably kept me up too. I think I'm more stressed out from my job than I've been letting on. And I'm having some SERIOUS countertransference issues towards some of our clients, not just because a few of them are simply contemptible human beings (I shouldn't go on about that though, the worst bad apple finally found their own place and is moving out of the shelter, and the vast majority of our clients are decent, ordinary people just down on their luck and trapped in racism and poverty). sheesh. I just notice that since I got back to my job, I've been pretty cranky, hopefully not too much while I'm working. And I really fucking miss Burning Man!
timmy:
Thanks for the post after my dad passed away. I appreciated it.