i just saw "harold and kumar escape from guantanamo bay" and it was good. i mean, really good funny, intelligent, and at the end of it actually i felt happier to be an american than i had in a while.

i am grateful that danny is coming to visit.
i am grateful for nina simone.

i am grateful for learning hip-downs and shimmy shimming in dance class.
i am grateful for the thought of george bush smoking weed.

i am grateful for a the day lived off a good night's sleep.
i am grateful for running for the movie in the rain, and making it just as the previews started.

i am grateful for a fancy drink and rich food.
i am grateful for eckhart tolle and oprah podcasts.

i am grateful for the view over rock creek parkway of all the tree tops that makes me think of what this area looked like before we were here and how it will look again someday.
i am grateful for grocery shopping with liz and buying the right staples vs treats ratio.

i am grateful for going with the moment.
i am grateful for my new job.

i am grateful for the weekend.
i am grateful for trusting myself.

i let it all change.
i breathe.
i
i have to

fall apart sometimes...

to realize how whole i am.


imperfect moments are going to come,
that's a given. i'm ready and open.

my hands are open.

chin close to my brestbone.
head goes to heart.

it's so simple that i never found it before,
which leaves now.


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i just remembered the assignment for this week.
i'm going to write it tomorrow night. i have three good characters saved up from my week.

love you.