Sunday, April 7, 2024

 Sunday, April 7, 2024

      I had a terrible night. I woke up feeling refreshed and ready to start the day. When I checked the time, it was 12:30 a.m. I spent the rest of the night in a light doze, haunted by sadness and disappointment. I really have very little to complain about.

  Today, I played the gentle yoga video on YouTube but didn’t make all the moves. I preferred to err on the side of caution until my back pain cleared up. I did complete 4,000+ steps on my morning walk with Elsa. I ran into Dean and Nina, who updated me on their new baby chicks.

  They ordered 17 baby chicks by mail. Only ten survived. Dean thinks they died because they were kept at the Minneapolis airport for two nights instead of being shipped out immediately.

    I had a good time in church, falling into a delicious sleep every now and then. This happens when I meditate, too. I went to Petco after church to change my appointment for Elsa’s grooming -again. I changed it from Monday to Wednesday to attend the Chi Qigong class at the Ole A(the old airport) park on Monday between 8 and 8:45 a.m.

    I’ve been watching This Is Us on Netflix. I got up to Season 3 Episode 3 before I got worn out. Is the show a serial frustrater like Lost was? I hope they conclude it with a resolution instead of leaving us in suspension. We need a coda. Real life leaves us in suspense. My niece Shivani said one of the benefits of reading is escape. I have never been able to use it that way. I suspect I never felt safe enough in my childhood home to take my eye off my immediate environment. No, I was not physically attacked- never, but the verbal attacks were loud and percussive. I consider my inability to find comfort in books a loss.