To Do...

One week remaining before the return.  What lessons learned, what progress made, during this ongoing pandemic?  Here on Night 55.  There have been a few solo bender nights, the liquor cabinet cleaned up this mother's day night, after various bottles sampled through the Zooms.  Reminder of the expenses saved to date, a sign of what can continue to be saved by moderation.  3 times a week at $20 or so a night is a few hundred a month. 

One idea is to return to the monitoring, the documenting, the pre-Camino routine, as preparations seem ready for another grand life-altering trip.  Barely anything spent these two months, how about the next two?

That requires focus on food and on drink. No other expenses really on the horizon, other than the boat, as you wait out the passing of the contagion.

Assuming no spending, how to occupy the time?  The ever-fresh manifesto.  To bring it full circle.  Exercise, daily, is key.  Back to the fasting, as well.  What timing on it, and the food itself, to be determined.  Agua.  12pm-6pm.

Transformation is the word.  Fitting, for a transformative time.  Mentioned in Sullivan's column about Adele, again in Dead to Me.  If you can't live in the now, you can prepare for the unveiling of it, the return.

If work continues to suffer, the time will need to be occupied in some manner.  Not on Twitter, not on Facebook.  Not on the Internet at all, to the extent possible.  Cleansing of the mind.  The Dolphin pledge, honoured in the breach, years later, until now.

You must begin immediately, however.  The routine and discipline must begin from the start.  Lists for the writing and lists for the travels with M. that will begin when they begin.