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At yoga on Saturday, the instructor read from the Dali Lama – along the way you will meet many people, don’t assume that those not on the same path as you are lost. I like that because it strikes at the very heart of diversity, about understanding that not everyone shares your p.o.v. – nor does everyone have to be like you.
I woke this morning with a bad case of Eli’s coming – it happens when I’m out of balance – off center from where I need to be – I was off to the right with too much work then I tilted off with too much fun – I work hard, I play hard, and what it gets me is Eli – I’d rather balance out my life.
I begged my novia to return promptly and save me from myself. She arrives tomorrow in the afternoon, my Croatian princess, the Queen of Eels, to restore balance to my overzealous self and bring the planets in alignment again here at the LaLa.
I thought 11 days would be easy after enduring 24 – reality check – it does not get easier.