13 Jun 2017 - Pools of Shade
Afternoon. I'm not going to even bother justifying the late post; no one cares anyway.
Day 109 on escitalopram.
Mood: 5, and 3.
Yesterday was the second day out in the field for the summer, even though I'd planned on being in the lab (two people canceled, and I wasn't about to just let the rest of the team carry extra weight just because I didn't want to be in the sun). It was even hotter than the first, though I felt significantly better about it.
I worked in a team of three, and we did three agricultural fields. They were mostly barren - in one field, only a single flowering clover was reported in vegetation surveys. As a result, trying to catch bees was hellish to say the least, around three hours of wandering around fields, looking for bees that just weren't there. Thankfully, though, there were stands of trees around the edges of each site, so we had some small refuge from the sun's rays. It wasn't a ton of shade, and each shaded area just got smaller as the day wore on, but it was significantly better than nothing.
In one of the fields, I found a few deer bones - vertebrae, some teeth, the top of a skull. Naturally, I kept them, and they'll be displayed haphazardly alongside my new antler (found it the first day) whenever my room is together.
Once back at the townhouse, I bagged the day's field clothes, checked myself for ticks, showered, and checked myself for ticks again.
Field season 2017 cumulative tick count: 6.
After showering and mostly de-ticking, I laid in bed for a while, contemplating how poorly matched I was for the rest of the household, how I was trying to force myself into a system that has settled into a comfortable routine without me. I thought about how I didn't belong where I was.
And then I slept, occasionally waking up to check my phone, ignoring any messages that were there.
And then I slept.
And then I slept.
13 Jun 2017
Day 109 on escitalopram.
Mood: 5, and 3.
Yesterday was the second day out in the field for the summer, even though I'd planned on being in the lab (two people canceled, and I wasn't about to just let the rest of the team carry extra weight just because I didn't want to be in the sun). It was even hotter than the first, though I felt significantly better about it.
I worked in a team of three, and we did three agricultural fields. They were mostly barren - in one field, only a single flowering clover was reported in vegetation surveys. As a result, trying to catch bees was hellish to say the least, around three hours of wandering around fields, looking for bees that just weren't there. Thankfully, though, there were stands of trees around the edges of each site, so we had some small refuge from the sun's rays. It wasn't a ton of shade, and each shaded area just got smaller as the day wore on, but it was significantly better than nothing.
In one of the fields, I found a few deer bones - vertebrae, some teeth, the top of a skull. Naturally, I kept them, and they'll be displayed haphazardly alongside my new antler (found it the first day) whenever my room is together.
Once back at the townhouse, I bagged the day's field clothes, checked myself for ticks, showered, and checked myself for ticks again.
Field season 2017 cumulative tick count: 6.
After showering and mostly de-ticking, I laid in bed for a while, contemplating how poorly matched I was for the rest of the household, how I was trying to force myself into a system that has settled into a comfortable routine without me. I thought about how I didn't belong where I was.
And then I slept, occasionally waking up to check my phone, ignoring any messages that were there.
And then I slept.
And then I slept.
13 Jun 2017
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