Getting bored more and more easily. Antsy, even. My acquaintances are, for the most part, not interested in me enough to pull me out of my doldrums; just sitting within earshot of them while I stare at my phone is perhaps the most painful way to spend my time. So I typically do the Irish …
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There and Back, Yet Again
A problem with going out of town for a few days is that when I come back, I’ve been on a journey and none of my friends are any the wiser. It’s like Bilbo taking his trip and returning to the shire; life went on in his absence, and still goes on, with no regard …
Panos Solis
Eighteen. That is the number of days that I have eaten alone. The count of time since I shared a meal with other humans and not a screen, a desk, an ergonomic chair. Companion: a person who is an associate of another or others; comrade. Latin roots: com = together; pan = bread; -ion = …
Ugly Face
I shouldn’t do visualization exercises during yoga. Just shouldn’t. Today we did a five-armed blessing thing, more like a guided meditation. Silently, we’d visualize someone, and then silently give them our blessing. “_____, I wish for you to be happy, healthy, and wise.” Innocuous, and is supposed to help us extend compassion to others. The …
Making Room for Two
If I am to overcome being alone, my first step would be to acknowledge that I would no longer be living for myself; that I, being not alone, must consider the partner in my decisions; that my self-intent necessitates the mental presence of another person in my self-view. That I must change my thinking and …