In Occupy the London Stock Exchange news, it has come out today that their appeals to remain at St. Paul’s Cathedral have been rejected:
Occupy London St Paul’s eviction appeal bid thrown out
I think we all knew this day would come eventually, and I’m guessing that the City of London corporation will do its utmost to make sure that there isn’t even as little as a pamphlet desk in the near future. On the upside, the London protesters still have at least two other camps for the time being, though that’s almost besides the point at the moment – it is obvious the movement continues on across the world in spite of the lack of places where one can pitch a tent. It’s about education, it’s about trying to include people. While a central location is always useful to this, it’s obvious across the dis-homed American occupations that they’re still managing this without having a tent city. So it will be interesting to see what the London Occupation group’s next move will be – I suspect it won’t be anything I expect. 🙂
As for me today… feh. My brain is in sabotage mode; I do wish that meds would stop that little non-gem of happening from existing. At least the narrowing of the emotional swing range means that I have some ability to head off racing destructive thoughts, but it’s not like it’s suddenly easy, either. It’s still exhausting, and I am feeling it quite sincerely today. I’m debating whether or not to give into my kneejerk want of soda (which obviously, can feed anxiety!), or whether I’ve been holding the right course by trying to limit myself to a semi-reasonable two cans a day. I might just give in, if only for experimentation – will it tip me so far that I have a blow-out, and then can feel reasonably better having gotten past one, or will it do nothing in particular? I guess we’ll see – brain and body chemistry is so… weird, ha ha.
Have yourselves a nice day!