magically, at some point during the day, my enduring headache got bored of tormenting me and wandered off. it might have also been just having five hours or so of No Stress, b/w working out break plans (heading off to ny tonite, will stay w/ the bunny, then up to wanakena w/ him, ross, and ruby) and now. we barnies went walking at one point and ended up in the company of my sclp group, the do-gooders, who were in a circle on parrish beach (a big ol’ stretch of grass) around organic peanut butter, whole-grain bread, baby carrots, and a few kinds of chocolate. we chilled w/ them for a while, laughing, lazing, enjoying the sunshine. bliss. saw rabi departing and almost yelled “hello!” as per instructions but she was too far away and firmly sealed off in earphones.
now we’re making instant-dinner. at 8:30, the bunny and pop will swing back to pick us up. the only dark spot in all of this is that, while packing, i found my long-unconsulted tarot cards. 
i am not a superstitious or spiritual person; still, i’m perversely, irrationally attached to my cards. and they did not portend entirely good things. often it’s hard to figure out precise meanings til later. before this semester, for example, i did a bunch of readings and the chariot, a card that means “war” and which i’d never gotten before, kept appearing. didn’t make any sense to me. now of course it does.
so i started doing spreads and got a little spooked. the tower is not a pretty card and it popped up twice. it stands for drastic changes, revelations, upheaval, etc. i’m at such a comfortable point in my life (this past week aside) that that’s far from what i want. i guess i’ll just have to see.
also got some of the good, stable cards, the ones i’m more used to (wheel of fortune, two of cups, eight of pentacles [twice each], ace of swords.) that last refers to retreat, solitude, calm. word.