The sky looks like a giant painted dome of an orthodox cathedral today. Of course, it’s cathedrals that look like heaven, populated by saints and fantastic creatures, winged angels and various representations of divinity.

I had a calm day, which made me restless. It’s hard to lean in to the calm after an adrenaline filled week. I realize that regardless of how hard I try to distance myself from the greedy, adrenaline-dependent part of myself (let’s call her Ego), I’m still drawn to speed, pressure, thrill and the feeling of constantly being at the edge of something. Like most people, I am drawn to self-destruction.