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Something small but good happened this morning - or maybe it's not so small, I don't know. I was walking to work down Beacon Street in the sunlight, wearing my favorite jeans and my beat-up sneakers and my blue Rockport sweatshirt and my red peacoat with my fuzzy scarf, eating a leftover piece of a whoopie pie for breakfast, with my backpack over ( Read more... ) -
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Okay, WTF. Why all of a sudden am I surrounded by kissing cuddly couples EVERYWHERE I GO? It's like Brookline is infested with them. They must be planning a coup. In the coffee shop, on the sidewalk, in CVS, at the grocery store - I'm starting to think they're following me around on purpose. They've joined together in a coalition and drawn up ( Read more... ) -
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A strange thing has happened to me lately: I've stopped sleeping. Now I just kind of nap on and off through the night. I was never a particularly sound sleeper, but it's never been like this before; I can't seem to lie still or turn off my brain. I lie in bed and shift and toss and my mind jumps around like a hungry bird, and when I open my eyes ( Read more... ) -
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I was having a fairly good morning until I experienced not one but TWO earring-based calamities. First one of the green malachite earrings that my dad brought me back from Guatamala fell down the drain. It was balanced precariously halfway down for awhile, and I tried to fish it out first with a pen with tape on the end and then with chopsticks, ( Read more... ) -
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This morning something great happened ( Read more... ) -
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"One must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation."
-Liz Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love
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Dahn Yoga
On my current quest to find new things about which I am passionate, I decided to try Dahn Yoga yesterday. There's a studio just down the block from my apartment and I pass it all the time and it always looks so nice and peaceful and Zenny in there I thought I'd go give it a shot. I did Bikram yoga for awhile, which is a very posture-based kind of ( Read more... ) -
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Last night's dreams.
I'm riding a bus, sitting beside Sean. I'm on my way to a place called "Frost Hill" but I don't know what the stop looks like - my mother explained it to me, and for some reason I think that I have to go to the end of the bus line and take another connecting bus from there to Rebersburg (a small town in PA where my dad grew up). But then I look ( Read more... ) -
Note to self: call landlord.
I don't think I'm a particularly paranoid person, but I think it's time to get my lock changed ( Read more... )