Among the many things that hold no interest for me, sitting in front of someone doing yoga is up there on the list, which is why I have retreated to the cool sanctum of my bedroom with residual ac chill that serves as a moment of repose to myself this busy morning which started not as early, for which I'm thankful.
I slept like the dead except for a few moments of wakefulness when my little cat traversed the bed to coil into a ball next to my chest.
Ah, yes! I slept fitfully and woke up late and took a shower the first thing because yucky feelings .
Now I sit with a large mug of tea in slight coolness thinking thoughts and missing.
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