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After ate wave of life is incredible (I have time and resources to prep quality time for myself, I feel independent, I feel strong, I feel loved, etc.) the wave of the protest hit me. For the past few days I felt like I was practicing great control, and like it was a healthy and manageable decision to remove myself from those far away because of how it was hurting my heart. That was going just fine until I caught myself reading articles about it a women being sentenced to 93 days in prison for a home garden, rain water collecting being illegal, and other disturbing governmental controlling and people not knowing enough to rebel, issues. That happened. I cried a little bit, I wrote a passionate blog post for Maia's seminar, and decided I should move on so as to not get too caught up in something too heavy (during a time when I am consciously distancing myself from things, conversations, readings, that will weigh down my heart) - I checked my email. I received confirmation once again that I can get academic credit for doing something I want to do for personal reasons. This is good, great actually, but resulted in me looking at photos from the protest, youtube clips of arrests, and getting antsy about wanting a direct update and or to hear from people there, etc.

So now, I am half riled up as I was for the past 3 weeks about wanting to know what is happening in Balcombe, wanting to be with people there - the community and individuals, and upset at the government for treating the situation as they are, as well as sad that SO many people are oblivious of the whole situation (both in Balcombe and fracking in general.) It is 9:30 on Sunday night and I am either going to (watch a movie and have a sleep over with friends - would love to not sleep alone tonight) and or work passionately on my SCLA RoN paper /outline/idea/project.
Life just keeps moving forward.