| 10:51p |
I was at yoga this evening and mind-wandering instead of doing alternate nostril breathing like I should have been. I've finally got words for something that really doesn't need them:
The biggest issue that I have with myself is the fact that I am a ... very different person than I used to be, and if someone had said to me or my friends or my family back then what ... would happen ...
Even though I think this is finally slowly getting better, I don't know how long it's going to be before I feel okay about all the things that went wrong.
All right, stop that. I'm depressing myself. Also, I have more things for my grateful list. My teachers were the third thing I listed when I started this, but I've decided they require individual acknowledgement (not that these below are all of them).
52. I am grateful for my music teacher. Because she is the best in the world and, like, made of sunshine and patience. I have been so exceptionally fortunate in my music teachers. Never leave me, Katie.
53. I am grateful for my yoga teacher, who is really nice and dedicated and endlessly patient, and seems to like me for some reason even though I'm the ditz who's always coughing and falling over when we do balances or otherwise disturbing the class.
54. I am grateful for Tammy. Who saved my life and pretty much continues to do so on a regular basis. She understands things, and people. I would follow her over a cliff.
Good night.
Current Mood: meditative
Current Music: Rusty The Skatemaker - Rasputina |