I spent the past few days resting and recharging. And, for once, I think that the rest did me good. Wednesday night, I slept for 12 hours, and then took a 4-hour mid day nap. Exhausted still, I barely left my bed. All I wanted to do was sleep. And, for the first time in a few weeks, I did not have nightmares.
Wednesday night, I slept for 9 hours and Thursday I felt so rested. Still tired around the eyes. But rested. I relied on my usual self-care routine, minus the bath, and I wrote a bit while watching HP1 with my younger sister.
She wants to re-watch the entire HP series. And I am so ready to do that with her. I might re-read the books, as well.
We started earlier this week with HP7 part 1, and I realized that I had forgotten a ton about the series itself. It’s been so long since I’ve read anything HP related. So, we started watching from the beginning. But, because we had recently watched HP7 part 1, I noticed the striking juxtaposition between the two movies. I found myself smiling through HP1. Back at Hogwarts. Back with the Weasleys and Hermione.
By contrast, I cried most of my way through HP7 part 1. I think that I related so hard to the constant trauma theme that I just had to let it out. And, let it out I did. I wasn’t expecting that movie to get me the way that it did. But, it did.
Later, I have planned a virtual movie night with an old friend. We’re watching Soul. And, I think I might try my hand at making caramel popcorn. Hopefully, everything turns out all right.