I'm heading for Bristol tomorrow for the weekend, to catch up with a few friends. I'd said i would attend a dance meditation evening tomorrow. But I realise I'm not really fit, physically or emotionally, to put myself through that - so I've told my friend I won't come to the dance thing after all. It makes me sad that I'm like this, but happy that I know well enough how to take care of myself that I'm willing to admit what I'm incapable of, before the fact. I'm looking forward to seeing my friends.