292, I forgot, and 2 Guinness and the rest of the Aquavit, roughly a third of a 82 proof bottle.
This is interesting to observe. A normal person might look at this and wonder at me. But disconnection, the breaking of patterns, is what kept me alive in childhood. If I had not learned to forget, I literally think I would have been institutionalized. And I think there are large numbers of me, walking wounded, who developed some strategy unknowingly to survive and avoid the loony bin, but who still bear the marks of those acts of desperation.
I have momentum. I have already tracked myself longer than I ever have previously. I had a highly instructive dream last night I won’t discuss.
I have also developed a method of intrapsychic integration I will discuss in another post.