2023-05-30

Tuesday, May 30

Went and got a 2 hour massage today. Started off as a 1 hour foot massage and I ended up adding another hour to it. The masseuse was thai and she knew how to hurt. Unfortunately the foot massage wasn’t really that helpful, but the back and should massage was epic. She said I was super tight, and I left there feeling infinitely more limber than I realised I was.

Grabbed some food as Casa Cascoo after my massage aad had my first ever lobster roll! It had loads of potential, but I think the super sweet bun kind of let it down. With a really nice, dry white bread I think it would be delightful.

I’m at home writing this at 8:09am, 31/05/2023. I haven’t slept properly again, although at least I’m alive now.

That massage opened up some massive, deep tightness in my body. I don’t know if its the laying low, the finally getting my motorbike sorted yesterday, or getting closer to my boat dream but I feel focused again. Maybe I’m over the Nami breakup finally. Whatever it is, I’m finally feeling like I used to.

Time heals all wounds, but so does progress. Fixing up the bike, getting a massage, making sure I have the equipment to fix my knees (and by extension, ankle and back) kind of landed on my today. I’m talking to Guillhermo, making sure my sailing is sorted. My Panamaian AFP residency is en-route. I’m writing again. I’m off the coke. All of these things as a package are great progress.

I’ve been writing this blog daily for something like 9 months now, but this is the first time I’ve ever really been able to document progress in my life. It feels amazing. So much so I’m adding a new piece of metadata to the story, the attribute important:boolean=false. Every day is important, but really its a time and moment thing. Right now this feels important to me, and I’m celebrating that. (I’ll add an emoji tag for it soon).