The first word of it is HBOT and I don’t even know what that is.

First there was the oxy chamber, price $185, and a relative bargain in concrete terms, maybe–damn cool experience anyway.

I should say more, but it’s 35 minutes to midnight and I don’t get paid so well, so here’s the meat of the golden calf.

My words as interpreted by the therapist and reinterpreted back by me.

HBOT was: a stream, ripple, a spring as it just emerges from the ground somewhere high up the side of a new chapter.

His medicine is Long Uninterrupted Stretches of Time aka LUST.
And space to be.
You have the mountains you have the dirt road to live on. Lots of nature to embrace as needed, which is daily.
You been chasing that SpaceTime LUST all your life.
Gratitude is your vehicle when things are tough
(Femme ed. note: It’s easy to have gratitude when everything is working.)

Now
as you deciee that "you want what you want and stamp your foot"
your longing has changed
you want longer healthy life to enjoy your creativity

(Boi ed. note: At one point I said I don’t want to check out before my work is done. But. It’s not about the work ever being done. It’s about the SpaceTime LUST to just pursue a doneness that won’t Ever, really, right.)

Your personal business based in art and financial greatness (pretty sure that last word is hers and interpretive.)

Freedom from fear of the unknown is now gone as you start your creation part time while you finish teaching this year/next.

(ed. note: so that’s two things, besides the spill, to work into each day. A feeding from nature; 15 minutes of work dedicated to this personal transitional business.)

Your passion is in transition from capitalism to being your best self, belieivng that you are enough to create a strong presence outside of institutional academia.
(ed. Note: The last half of that sentence strikes me as quite right. The first half garbles my relationship to the capitalist world.)

The male ego is beautiful–strong, erect, and financially strong.
Financially strong is here now with your creativity and more importantly your belief in yourself.

You no longer need the poison pacifier in your mouth.
Craving point, after a big meal, organic single origin locally roasted coffee will replace.
Craving point, after work stress, won’t throw you off, taking 1 minute to watch your breath will replace — inviting spirit in and releasing any darkness (ed. Note: there’s a lot she dunno about my darkness)

The new Pacific is gratitude, time out in nature, and that You are choosing Vitality for You.

Alright then.

In practical terms.

I spent two hundred more, on a five hundred dollar leather jacket, which will be the first garb of the post-smoke era.

I spent the afternoon and evening patched up, but I only burned one the whole time, and it’s back in the tank tomorrow early.

The nearest I came to disaster was siting in the parking lot of a convenience market for a long minute before deciding not to go in for a pack.

I have none on me now, and it’s pretty painful.

Probably not as bad as lung cancer though.

Probably less distressing than the election results from Michigan tonight.

Probably.