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Sleeping. I had such a hard time getting out of bed this morning to go to work. Luckily, it's my short day so I'm out of here at 1. (And then I need to go for a slow jog, take a bubble bath, and do my chores.)
Sleeping. I have no idea why my body decided to get me up today after only about 6.5 hours of sleep (about 2.5 less than usual) but while I don't feel like a total zombie, I don't think I'm functioning cognitively so well. And I have a nine hour work shift, and then bar trivia so I'd like to be more alert.
Paddling out at Lyman's or Kahalu'u (spots in Kona), having surfed every morning for a year or so, and, as a result being in better shape and having my surfing skills back.
Or, if the waves are too small or too big, drinking some Ka'u* coffee on the beach, talking to my surfing associates.
*If you ever have a chance to try Ka'u coffee, do it. Kona coffee is insipid and over-rated. Ka'u is da kine, as they say over there. And they really say that over there.
Playing with my kid at a water park. He is supremely happy while playing on water slides and there is no better feeling then seeing your kid at his very happiest.
Oh geez; laying on the floor reading news and stuff and ... wishing I was ahhh... uhhh... relieving my bladder, but I don't want to get up from the floor because you know, comfortable, on the floor, have to roll over and get up and ... yeah. ...
Resting after a tryst with my bf George Clooney, obv. Then I wish it was just enough warmer that I could go outside on the deck to start seeds for this year's garden. (Not much of a garden last year, because life was far too stressful, and there was too much to do at work.) If I could be out on the deck, I could throw the ball out in the yard for the Little Dog, keeping him happy for a long time. Not as much fun in the house. Even so, it's sunny, and the seeds will get planted if I can get my ass offline.
I'll bet George would be bring me a refreshing beverage out in the deck.
Yes, Theora, I definitely think Clooney is the caring kind. :-)
So what about you Dyookey*), you wit?
The strange thing is that nothing comes to mind. Not that my life is so perfect. But it seems that at some point in my life I stopped fantasising about what isn't on my life path. I don't know if that speaks of a sage like transcendence of attachment or whether it's a pathetic sign of giving up.
*) it's actually pronounced something like Yowkah.
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