Dec 05, 2008 18:58
I'm down in Ealing for another training weekend and I'm killing time before meeting up with friends for dinner and a beer, or more likely a beer, a beer with dinner and then another beer :)
I got down early today, now that I'm not working Fridays, aso I had a little nap in the B+B. I was fine when I snuggled up in the single bed, but I woke up feeling lifeless. I'm sad, and lonely and feeling really apathetic. I could quite easily have just stayed in bed all evening, watching crap on telly.
I'm wondering how much of this is a parallel process from a client I saw this morning? As if I've absorbed what we were talking about and fully embodied it? I wish I had therapy or supervision this evening, or at least a peer group to work it through, but I'll have to leave it until check-in tomorrow as this evening is strictly a beer group.
BUt in other news I've just (dishonestly, but not dis-morally) aquired an elctronic version of the entire back catalogues of the 4 main Gestalt journals, so there's something else I can avoid reading :)
Right, off to find friends me thinks to help me climb the last few steps out of my pit of despair.
metanioia,
training