I am sleepy. I have been since the last three or four days. Some things have changed in the last week of January. Where does sleep grow? Some nights I am so dazed, I imagine an orchard that's coated with a lavendar haze and it's filled with tiny silvery sleep flowers. Every time a sleep flower blooms, a little bit of a yawn comes out. I think there's a story there. But too tired now to think that through.
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Day 20 of 108
All that meditation is feeling heavy. My face is puffy and bloated and back, shoulders, and neck are stiff as hell. But it's okay. It w...
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