Work has been slowly picking up, but my hours are still being shaved here and there. Because of more expenses, including an additional $200 a month for health insurance, every penny counts. I can't continue this way. I need to make more money. Whether I get a part time to supplement my income or get another, higher paying full time job remains to be seen.
I've been a more devoted yogi lately. I've been reading from the Tao Te Ching (a verse before meditation) and Ram Dass's Grist For The Mill, reciting my mantra inside and out, purifying my diet, and going deeper into my meditation and yoga practices. The differences I've felt have been subtle and sometimes powerful. My thoughts no longer run roughshod over me and there have been times, like today, when everything seems a bit brighter, more vivid.
Saw The Clones in Nashua this past weekend. Glad I went. The band sounded great, better than I've ever heard them, and I finally got to see a more seasoned and confident Michelle and Janelle perform; last time I saw them, they had just joined the band. I had a couple of beers and then Amy bought me a couple more. I hardly ever drink, but, you know, it's alright every once in a while, especially with that crew of friends, who exhibit the kind of joie de vivre that scratches me right where I itch. I crashed at Janelle and Bill's place. The Baby Boy Z came upstairs and spooned with me for a while. I love that guy! Janelle made me a fine breakfast the following day and we hung out and talked about a bunch of cool stuff like we often do. You should talk to her some time and find out for yourself.
It was Spira's birthday yesterday. I stopped by her place after work and gave her a gift ( a cool handmade, leather-bound journal) and cake (old school Pepperidge Farm red velvet, son!). Before I arrived, she had ordered some Afghani food from Helmand in Cambridge which she was nice enough to share, though I didn't have much of an appetite on account of the fact that I had just had a yummy falafel dinner with home made tzatziki sauce (my first attempt and near perfect). Princess Puppy Baby was in rare form, running around all crazy-like and playing with her toys. A joy to witness! She settled down eventually for a massage and kisses. I love that girl! And I love Spira, too; she's been an inspiration and a wonderful, abiding friend.
It gets late. I may watch an episode of Game of Thrones or it may be music. I may just listen to a Big Three podcast, one of my favorite things to do in the whole wide world. Or perhaps I'll delve into some Bigfootery.
Peace to all of you
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