Forgot to turn off the alarm.

Small breakthroughs while moving through the poses. Not just physical, but mental.

In pyramid pose I look up and in the highest corner of the room is a giant spiderweb. So big and expansive. There is a small breeze coming in through the opening of the sliding glass door and as it blows against the web, it makes all the thin fibers move, almost rhythmically, like a lung.

Frozen lasagna it is.

No sheets on the bed but everything is clean.

I skip the stands this time and sit with them in the shade with the merchandise. Need a change of scenery.

At first I think the kid is crying because he is lost. The woman who is his mother sees me looking towards him. “He’s mine. He doesn’t want to come in. After being here all day yesterday and then again today.” I laugh. “I feel the same. I feel the same.”

Ribs.

Gratitudes for clarity.

I think I need more than Monday off.