Getting Stronger!

I walked a whole 2 and a half miles today! Slowly. Most of it just now, on a balmy Thai evening, and there are few things better in my book than the feeling of actually walking around, on a warm night, after being mainly in bed for 4 days.

I'm feeling better, but still quite fatigued, and a bit worried. It's hard to separate the physiological symptoms of fear from the symptoms of sickness.

My diet is making a sloth-like recovery, from bland vegetable soup and rice for a day, to Miso soup and rice for 2 days, and today, to Thai rice soup for breakfast (traditional here) and again for dinner! One small step for mankind, one rather large step for me.

Really I think I'm fine, just recovering slowly. I think tomorrow I'll head back up north to the utopia where this all began, to rest in my bungalow and sort of face a fear of heading to a rural area again. That's important - I'd hate to confine myself only to urban areas from this point forward, though I do love big cities.

So of course there is learning in all this, like all things: solitude, patience, taking care of myself, facing fears, being with what is. And really I'm feeling quite at ease.

And I was a bit cranky today. Lying in bed most of the day alone sucks, even if you do have Aljazeera and the BBC to entertain you.

Thanks for all the thoughts, calls and emails! Wow I have a freakin' army of supporters and that feels great.

Much love,
Roni