I'm home now, I've been neglecting the experiment and in part this was because I told myself that some things in my environment were out of my control. Now that I'm back in my natural habitat I don't have the luxury of that excuse. While hindsight may be 20/20, I did see this coming, I just didn't do anything to stop it. This is a priority now, high on my list of hierarchal needs.
The halfway mark has come and gone, I haven't been active enough some things while others have made a graceful transition into my life. Last night I decided that as I was back I could stay up a little later, until 4 or so and still woke up at 9 naturally. I feel it when I haven't stretched, I notice when I'm not listening to classical, I try to pick up the phrases in other languages that I hear around me and I'm never getting enough hugs.
As to penmanship I've gotten a little self conscious. To say it better: I've gotten good enough to realize how bad I really am. This isn't a productive feeling though, I've got to be proactive. From now on I'll be scribing a letter a day. If writing only sometimes has only shown me that I'm not writing well and by realizing that I write less I'm not attacking the problem at the root. With daily writing assignments I'll have to learn to write better.
I have other ideas, but they should show through in the coming days.
In the wise words of Bon Iver (I miss ya buddy)
"Everything that happens is from now on"
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