Saturday, January 23, 2010
23.1.10
At one of my yoga classes Hayley said, we can’t wish away our injuries and pains. We’re not perfect and we need to work with and through our limitations. This works well with my wrist, but is harder to do with the melancholy that hits me every year around my birthday. Paul was asking what I wanted to do tomorrow - I couldn’t think of anything. For a few hours I was so convinced that nobody cared that I was determined to be miserable. Then I went to yoga and came home cheerier and chomping on a chocolate chunk cookie.
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