anguish
I woke up in the TV room to the smell of coffee brewing in the kitchen and P grunting as he did pushups next to me on the floor. Twisted in the couch like a pretzel with a big, thick purple blanket wedged between my knees for back support, I had slept alone on the first floor again.
daily meditation
Forget the years, forget distinctions. Leap into the boundless and make it your home. Zhuangzi
