Today is better. When I think about what happened yesterday, I still see red, but at least it is easier today to put it behind me and think about other things. Ah, the beauty of time. Regardless, I really need to be serious about my future goals. I don't really have a plan and that freaks me out. I know I would love to teach a yoga class, but I'm just not putting forth the effort to make that happen. Instead, I'm becoming a tired blob who can't be bothered. I long for my carefree days of high school and college - do I sound old or what? But I do miss my freedom.
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