The same day that I started writing the book, I also started doing yoga again.
And they really do kind of feel like the same thing in that I am right now terribly bad at them, but have confidence that with some dedication and discipline, I will have better skills and a better flow and won't end up as a defeated mess on the floor nearly as often.
Also, I tried to flirt with someone today. It was on the internet, so it barely counts.
And she hasn't responded yet (I haven't wanted to check if she's read it). But even though I have been batting zero at that sort of thing lately, you never know, I might catch a little luck.
Also, I am watching the neighborhood birds delight in our new bird feeder. I don't want to jinx it, but I think our front porch might just be the trendy new hotspot for the avian crowd.
All in all, feeling alright today.
Even if I am writing this as a defeated sweaty bad at yoga mess.
10:34 a.m. - 2020-11-12
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