I can tell you that I am beyond exhausted and triggered by every sound known to mankind with the sole exception of creeks and streams.
I wanted to take down the dude that works for the township-for mowing too close to my mailbox. In my defense, the thing gets knocked down twice a year-most recently by a neighbor who creamed her truck in the process. She turned her driver’s license over to her son after the experience.
It’s a shit show alright.
Ground, exercise, plenty of water and don’t forget: this is not about seeing who can dish out the most “love and light.” It’s about feeling the feels and doing your shadow work-preferably without straight out murdering another human being.