I can’t remember lol, but I think the video was a nice boost to the surge at the time.

As far as funny stories, I’m undergoing EMDR and that comes with these intense rushes of pent up energy. To release that energy in a healthy way, I’ve been going for long (3+ mi/5+ km) walks around my neighborhood at night when it’s nice and quiet. I also wear my earbuds and listen to music that matches whatever it is that I’m processing. However, there are some things to this.

One is that I’m going for walks with 120 lbs (55kg) rottweiler, so that comes with a certain connotation. Two, I’m dressed in my worst rags because I don’t want to spend the nice clothes on these walks. The nice clothes is for social events. Three, I’m walking to release energy pent up from difficult experiences, so my pace and demeanor are probably visibly aggressive. Sometimes, I have to slow down to let the rottie take a break. Four, I live on the edge of a pretty fancy upper-class neighborhood, so they are used to a certain presentation that I am definitely not meeting. The only time they see someone like me is when they are trying to avoid people that are asking for money at the gas station or off ramp. Five, whenever I see anyone else out walking, I cross the street because I don’t want to interact with them, have small talk, or stop my process. What I imagine they see is this madman going through the shadows at an insane pace making all sorts of angry gestures accompanied by a bear disguised as a dog. So ereyesternight, I’m pretty sure I got the cops called on me because there was a police car driving around slowly with their static blue lights on. When they got near me, they flashed their spotlight at me and slowed down. I nervously waved back 👋😬🐕‍🦺. Luckily, they left me alone after that. I’m pretty sure they already know who I am anyway. Still, this is more evidence that I’m a 40 year-old Sam from Atypical.

Thanks for checking in.