Forty-six years ago, I set out to record my occult journey, but my "magical record" eventually shifted into a daily diary. Most of those pages ended up in a landfill during Anne’s downsizing, but my OTO and Masonic degrees remain safe. I’m still advancing, with three Scottish Rite degrees scheduled before the new year and the potential for AMD, given their quarterly Saturday meetings.
Last night was a struggle with only about an hour of sleep due to RLS, sleep apnea, and too much caffeine from late-night diet colas.
My friend Frances suggested using a stationary bike to help manage my RLS, so I’m going to try a quick session before bed to keep the symptoms at bay. There’s one in the rec room downstairs, and Anne is going to show me how to use it. She mentioned they have two types—one with arm movement and one that’s just pedalling—but I plan to start off slowly. Anyway, that's all for now.
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