I wrote a long thing about some personal conflicts I have at work, but having ranted about it to my parents, my friends, and my ex-girlfriend, I think I've safely worked it out of my system, and gotten as many different perspectives as I can stand.

My mind's been a bit distracted and jumpy these past few days, with a bit of resistance to sitting in the mornings. That still makes me nervous: I'm still afraid the mood swings and the fracturedness and the mental noise will come back. It's fine, though. I think it's just normal adjustment, and as I'm exposed to more stress and more emotions, more mind-noise crops up that has to be sorted through and let go.

All of these changes I undergo, in body, mind or spirit, are, in a way, intensely limiting. Ursula K. LeGuin said it best:

You thought, as a boy, that a mage is one who can do anything. So I thought, once. So did we all. And the truth is that as a man's real power grows and his knowledge widens, ever the way he can follow grows narrower: until at least he chooses nothing, but does only and wholly what he *must do*. . . .
Which is to say, the more aware you are of the consequences of your actions, the less able you are to take actions that will cause harm, or to decline to do good when you can.