i'm not ready for a new week.
this weekend i ran ten miles. all in one go...ten! miles! out to ocean beach and back with heather. i watched two movies. ate indian food. worked at my clinic. cleaned my room (no small task) and did three loads of laundry. bought records. went to an art show.
and i love the way my life is these days. love all the things i do and everything feels so meaningful and important, friendly and laughing.
and at the same time. i think i really have forgotten how to be still. forgotten how to leave space.
next weekend, though. mountains and redwoods and quiet and reading and writing and just stopping, not doing anything at all. stillness. perfect. and just five little days away.