I have slept more in the last couple of days than I have all summer. Much needed rest. Downtime. "Vegging" and learning to breathe. I'm completely stressing myself out...but also "getting it".
My preference for being alone, few attachments and little engagement in others lives is totally not commensurate to dealing with everything going on. It is amazing the number of things you need to do--how social one has to be--constant vigilance and responding to correspondence of all types...and just then all the legal stuff. Looking back on this past week, it's clear why I lack focus, direction and have slept little.
Steve recommended going to Ashland, OR for a long weekend. Take in a few plays, go hiking, camp out under the stars and chill-out. Nothing but just being without any distractions...except some laughter, theatre and some good food. It's not resonating--but I should go and that was my response--and we both laughed. Seeing through you're own particular mayhem realizing that you should take action in spite of your mood. Far healthier to live than to stew.