Then Sunday it's off to Africa
Josephine's been writing so much these days that it makes me want to write something... but what? Most of the things that go through my head go through so much that the last thing I want to do is write about them. So all I write about anymore is stupid trivial stuff.
So I have all my art supplies all organized and ready for me to do some art. Have I done any? No. Part of this is a time constraint, but not really because if I would spend a little less time sleeping (although I've been getting much much better about not sleeping in, which feels great - sleeping in is wonderful but it's best in moderation) or smoking pot I would have time for other things that I'd like, or need, to do. Not that I smoke that much pot, but I do sleep a little too much these days. And then I wonder why I'm so tired all the time.
I did yoga the other morning. It was a wonderful morning. I woke up around 9:30 - on my own - and laid in bed for a while, enjoying the beautiful weather shining through my window, read in bed for a while, and then got up and did yoga for an hour (in my clean room with all its floor space!). Then I took a great, refreshing shower. And now I'm sore from yoga. Just my stomach muscles, from being in the bridge position (is that what it's called? maybe i'm just using old gymnastics terms) for so damn long.
I really want to go to the Jazz Showcase some time, too bad cover charges there are like $20-25. Jerks. Actually the Green Mill usually has no cover. I'd like to just go by myself and sit there and have a beer and listen to some good music. Maybe some time next week, if I work for 3 solid hours on my TEFL course then I will reward myself with that. Imagine life without music...
Okay, time to sleep. I'm exhausted. Good night!
So I have all my art supplies all organized and ready for me to do some art. Have I done any? No. Part of this is a time constraint, but not really because if I would spend a little less time sleeping (although I've been getting much much better about not sleeping in, which feels great - sleeping in is wonderful but it's best in moderation) or smoking pot I would have time for other things that I'd like, or need, to do. Not that I smoke that much pot, but I do sleep a little too much these days. And then I wonder why I'm so tired all the time.
I did yoga the other morning. It was a wonderful morning. I woke up around 9:30 - on my own - and laid in bed for a while, enjoying the beautiful weather shining through my window, read in bed for a while, and then got up and did yoga for an hour (in my clean room with all its floor space!). Then I took a great, refreshing shower. And now I'm sore from yoga. Just my stomach muscles, from being in the bridge position (is that what it's called? maybe i'm just using old gymnastics terms) for so damn long.
I really want to go to the Jazz Showcase some time, too bad cover charges there are like $20-25. Jerks. Actually the Green Mill usually has no cover. I'd like to just go by myself and sit there and have a beer and listen to some good music. Maybe some time next week, if I work for 3 solid hours on my TEFL course then I will reward myself with that. Imagine life without music...
Okay, time to sleep. I'm exhausted. Good night!