Writing for writing's sake

Because I have a keyboard and I can.

Life here in PS has cooled down a bit. A bit. It's no longer 118. It's wild to think that high temperatures here can drop a full 20 degrees, and anywhere else in the country it would still be potentially record-breaking heat, but here, it's below average. Heck, going outside for a morning walk is comfortable—in the low 80s. Gotta enjoy this, er, cool weather while it lasts. June through September, the average high here is well above 100; in the thick of it in July and August, the average is 108. Oh, and the average precipitation in June? Nada. Not a drop. That's crazy. I look at even New Mexico with some envy; they're enjoying some pretty intense monsoon storms right now.

I've been intermittent fasting since the end of May. Decided that my low back pain, foot pain on walking, and inability to, uh, turn easily and reach after certain bodily functions was no longer acceptable. So off I went. Not three days later, all three had begun to resolve quite significantly. My weight is still around 305, maybe a bit less, but I was pushing 310, so a fair bit came off quickly. Then I stuck around 305. We'll see how much more comes off, and how quickly. In the meantime, I'm still looking quite big and round, which obviously I don't mind much.

What else? I've begun to write down some song or chord snippets if they hit my brain and refuse to leave. Who knows where they could lead? Maybe I could expand them into songs or something. Glad to be doing that. I'm also playing the guitar and keeping my brain active in that realm. I have less access to my piano. Two guitars in Denver and one here make things easier for me to stay musical.

Also, I was excited to enjoy some hibiscus sweet tea over the summer. Now I'm a bit iffier on that prospect. Seems like that somehow gives me the blues. No joke. I had a glass once a day for a week or so, and I became very sad and inert. Discontinued it for a few days, and back came my mood. So if I'm going to have it, it'll have to be at least every other day, I think. Maybe even less often.

Hmm...more to write? Nothing's coming to mind. Maybe I just need to dip in the pool or watch Brody while Dennis dips in the pool.