aliise

❤ slow christmas, the idea of it, the shadow of it over my november. it feels delightful to think of it.
❤ my daily cup of tea, the moment of semi-serenity.
❤ my collection of kindle books, i feel like a filthy rich hamster.
❤ babies. meeting the babies, and buying little funny books for them on the second floor of a mall, on a regular evening.
❤ returning to my happiness project, here and now. clumsy start, but warm feeling inside.

❤ learning to breath like a pro (complicated, almost mystical activity, especially since the carcass of my bones seems
to be stopping my lungs from grasping enough air).
❤ finally seeing a physiotherapist, who wears glasses
and measures the length of most of my organs to understand the angles of my spine better.
last time he taught me three exercises, all of which made my brain warp into a puzzled bundle.

so far, getting interested in my back feels like reading a book about nuclear physics. a complete “whoopsadaisies” experience. i hope to understand all i need to understand before monday. my personal “whoopsadaisies” schedule. and my next appointment.

◎》 action: phone calls. {consistently answering my phone is often listed under “action”, in my book.}

◎》 adventure: a jazz birthday. went to it. made chicken for all the jazzy people. and cooked potatoes. for me, these days, it is adventure enough.