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February 22, 2010

It’s is funny how self doubts can take over and poison you.  Right now I wonder if I can pull this off.  It’s the PD.  When my meds are waning, it is hard to just move.  I think “How am I going to put up a tent?  How am I going to fix a flat?” 

Dumb thoughts.  I know I can do it, but the little wedges of doubt winnow their way into my confidence.

On saturday I was burning a brush pile.  I was up on a log, trying to push another log into the fire.  I lost my footing and fell a few feet, with my ribs striking another log.  CRACK!  I heard them break.  Hurts like a son of a gun.  Another wedge.  Not the broken rib: it’s the fact that I fell.

After I got up, the log went into the fire.  I am a stubborn man.


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