One thing that has become obvious to me this week is that I'm sort of sick of recovery, of religion and ancient past intruding on the present. I think I'm ready for a change, ready to leave for Costa Rica now instead of next January.
Recovery fatigue. Someone referenced the 'peeling the onion' meme of recovery being like peeling the layers of the onion away to get to the core. I'm ready to take a knife and chop the crap out of that onion and be just done with it! Onion rings! Eat them, be done with it!