Friday night.

I got a bit of bike riding in today, finally. Just a couple of miles to the library and back, but it felt so good, so nice, to be moving so fast. It's making me wonder how much of the funk settling in the last few days is not being able to get any real movement in my days. No heavy sensations of it.

There's also the realization that the sense of isolation and disconnect is creeping deeper, and while there are venues to fix that, I don't know how easily accessible any are to me at this time. Wanting direct, focused conversation - that's something I can't get these days. I'm starting to feel it deep enough it's hard to keep at bay.