Day 41, morning

I imagine I am on an arctic mission or a sea faring voyage.  Journal entry:  'It is day 41, morning, land was sighted at first light.  We are making our way cautiously into the harbour.  We do not know what awaits us.'  It is kind of like that.  This is a voyage with shoals and sharp rocks, breathtaking sunrises and sunsets, possible historic discoveries...  Hmmm...
Today is Friday and again now I am happy when it rolls around.  I'm having these feelings of not accomplishing anything, that I'm spinning wheels.  Maybe it'd be a good time to sit down and write what I am accomplishing and then what I'd like to.  Just so it's thought out and I have a good visual instead of a vague feeling of.  The vague feeling could be highly inaccurate and more from tiredness and heat.  We have a heat warning until Tuesday.  I need to drink lots of water.
Made a connection with an old friend, not a drinking friend, not an ex.  It's a connection I chose to make, but I'm still not sure how I feel about it and that's ok.  It could be a very good thing and I'm just nervous about making a connection with someone who knows me so well.  It makes me feel vulnerable.  Something to think on.
Today is day 41.  I am committed to making a life change.  I am the tree, not the leaves.  I am the mountain.  It is day 41 and I feel solid.