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being here, now ~ July 29, 2002 - 10:10 a.m.

I feel like I should check in, but I'm pretty wiped out, and I don't know how I'm going to write about it all.

today I'm just recovering, switching gears. I want to spend the whole day in bed, but I've got to go dig ditches this afternoon.

I'm feeling a little overwhelmed by everything that needs to happen this week. when I leave on saturday to go to seattle, I plan on not coming back to the yoga center for six weeks or so.

I know where I'll be for the first two of those weeks.

but there's money and getting my bike down to the garage for repairs and all the things which just need to happen now.

anyone want to buy a volkswagen bus with a broken transmission?

I know it'll all come together.

right now I'm just very, very tired.

I'm going to go take a shower and wash the christian festival off me.

previously... * and then...



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