After a surprisingly long reprieve, the fatigue has made its way back. I’m guessing it will be worse when the mowers wake me up tomorrow, and then even worse when the storms return to fuck with my sleep. We did get a couple of loud booms of thunder the other day that could have woken me up, but no storm.

I’ve been having mild chest pain on and off in the center of my chest, but I’m not worried about it. I’ve had it before, and it went away on its own. I don’t think it’s connected to my heart. I had this before my heart was tested. It’s probably some kind of muscle strain if not heartburn.

Made it to Greece, and now I have just a little over 200 miles left of my trip! After that, I can begin alternating between the rides I created—going from Alaska to here and then from India to Laos. I’ll do the challenges as they come out in between, of course.

Can’t remember much in the way of dreams lately. Something about Chris driving us somewhere and stretching out his long legs across the entire front of the car, including my lap, but somehow still managing to drive. Then living in an apartment building where he had an apartment and noticing his motorcycle parked outside, which meant he was home. Then I dreamt of playing with a rat and having the exterior of a house we lived in painted.