Just because you live 5,280 feet above sea level, doesn’t mean you can’t get your feathers ruffled. And after a few months feeling irritated, agitated, restless, sad, and angry – I admitted a clear and obvious disturbance of peace.
Also known as struggle. Only this felt way more tiring than I remember, and I wasn’t even sure what I was railing against or why. Simply bothered.
Nothing was wrong, but I wasn’t feeling well. I’m still not feeling like myself, but I am feeling like someone who is recovering from altitude sickness, whose head has felt the ache of pressure and whose heart has pumped with less oxygen. Every beat, loud in my ears. Every throb, heavy in my chest.
When you ascend too rapidly, it can feel like you can’t stomach anything; as if you no longer have tolerance. It will feel disorienting. And it will hurt, because you’re losing things, like water and salt and sleep. So move slowly until you catch your breath, and when you do, act on that inspiration.
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