I didn’t listen to any of the squawking going on around the internet yesterday. I have decided to trade in politics for something productive- reading Infinite Jest
. My thought is that it will take at least two years and every brain cell left in my head just to have a chance at finishing at all. That’s just the project I need.
My time spent on the yoga mat has been enlightening, just as people have been saying for 5,000 years- imagine that. I am so focused on my left foot’s off-the-mat-ness in relation to my right foot’s on-the-mat-ness that I don’t have time to project days or years down the road, which is my previous state of being. In yoga I have learned breathing is something I can do, not just something that happens. Yes, I am all about my breathing-ness, my focus-ed-ness.
It has only been one month and already gravity is losing her grip on me as I bob upward like a soap bubble in the Juanchosphere*.
*homage to Chronic City, Jonathan Lethem.