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washed up on the shore ~ June 13, 2002 - 7:34 p.m. I just started writing this whole story about last night, when I rode my bike up to san ramon to see amma, but I just deleted it because I realized that I'm too tired to do it justice. it was coming out all wooden-sounding, and that experience meant too much to subject it to that kind of treatment. so, I'll have to tell you about last night later. it's a story, that's for sure. today I am exhausted and foggy and running on very little sleep. I feel like I've been washed up on the shore. the weather's foggy too, and cold, and everything feels like too much stimulus on my exhausted nerves. it's okay, though. my work day is done, and I plan on relaxing for a bit and crashing out early. there's all kinds of things I feel like I should be doing tonight, but they'll just have to wait. I've got all these avenues of possibility I'm exploring right now, but I'm also working at disciplining myself to get to bed earlier so that I can get up in the morning for yoga before breakfast. building discipline is kind of the key thing for me lately. I'm prioritizing things, and the sleep thing is my main focus right now. not the only one, but the piece that needs to fall into place so that everything else can work with it. I'm getting there. working hard and taking good care of myself. it's feeling really good that I don't have any kind of relationship thing going right now. I can just really focus on me and the things I need to be doing. that doesn't mean I don't crave sweetness from time to time, but it's a mild craving at the moment. my life's pretty rich and full, and I know that when a sweet soul does fall into my life again, I'll be in a much better space to love with an open heart for knowing the richness of this time alone. and so, I'm heading off to be kind to myself for the rest of the evening. be well, yourself.
(((rings))) |