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I missed Sunday, so technically I’m starting over as of Monday Dec 8th.

Today I got up at 6am. My alarm went of, and I decided I was going to sleep in. But I can’t help it anymore. Meditation and my morning routine feel so good (keep your mind out of the gutter) that I just had to get up anyway.

I got up, turned a small space heater on, made my bed and straightened my room with the fastidiousness of an obsessive compulsive schizophrenic.

Then…. MEDITATION.

“There is nothing on the face of the earth like meditation.” Eknath Easwaran

If you don’t know who Eknath Easwaran is, you owe it to yourself to look him up. Good luck to all who have a goal of frequent meditation. It’s worth it.

I got up shortly after 5am today. I still need to make a corner for meditation, but at least I meditated. I think the antipsychotic drugs are starting to work. Thank the lord.

Check that shite out. I was in good shape. At least I think so. So does my wife. So there. I can still see my abs, but I need to get some of the muscles back that I had.

The scars in the photo are from burning myself. I used to have a problem with SIV (self inflicted violence). It was a coping mechanism that I used for a number of years. I should set a goal never to do that again.