As noted previously, underfed, under-slept, over-exposed retreatants are harder to energize than those who are nestled in the lap of luxury. I am entirely unused to getting sleepy at 11:00 am. But here we are.
Unfortunately, I cannot sleep. Every ten minutes or so someone passes through. Our spot is on a homeless circuit, since it is near the service outlets and one can avoid walking over the whole bridge by cutting through this space. While I feel more or less safe, I can easily imagine some of our stuff walking away. So while I try to sleep, I cannot. I spend a few minutes looking over the schedule and moving things in my mind to make up for the nap. Eventually, I have staring contests with pigeons. I win.
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