Repose
Yesterday was a psycho day from start to finish much as I tried to avoid it – there it was. Zumba to Pitot to Shotgun Tour to Crawfish Boil to Formal Party – I was swaying by 9PM not from drink but from severely impacted inability to simplify my life.
So today, a no brainer, I walked to the Zen temple down the street and meditated for two hours. I came out of this sensory deprived state to find birds singing glorious tunes, the sun already high and bright, and a body of water that I don’t understand fully why I am so attached to – Bayou St. John.
I walked along the bayou on the way home, feeling transcendent and transparent in a good way.
I knew right away that today would be different than yesterday.