Woke up very early by my standards, got ready and fed the dog, then walked to the forest. According to my garmin venu I walked 5km, but I know I didn't walk more than 3km max.
I got to see a lot of cute dogs that somehow remembered me despite it being like longer than 6 months since I last saw some of them.
I got good news, or at least optimistic news, about my tard wrangler situation - during my last appointment at the psych ward the nurse who oversees my treatment asked me about my being reduced from 2 hours a week to 1 hour a week, and whether or not I was upset with that change. Well, it seems that they have a social worker specifically on duty for when the system fails you, and I might be getting my hour back. We shall see, my next appointment is on the 20th.
As a treat, I got a banh mi and a salad for later.
I am tired, a little emotional, my hands are ice cold but I am optimistic for my near distant future. I still miss you, Cobes.