Yesterday

[angelak]

Yesterday was pretty cool—though I can’t help but feel I wasted the evening of free-time doing something I rarely ever do—nap. Perhaps with all the hiking, that extra boost of rest will keep me from getting sick anytime soon, so I can become more fit again. This will be my rationale and hope.

I went to work. That was alright. I got off early and hiked Tiger Mt. for the third time this week.

That makes life so much better for me. I forget so much of how much I need the mountain, trails... perhaps even just the solitude, and silence of the forest. The steady rhythm of my heavy, sure-footed, footsteps—the releasing of toxins through sweat.

Beautiful. All of the life and forest and earth around me, reminding me that there’s far more much larger than me and my pettiness out there. Magick, for me, in it’s purist form.

During my hike, Kelsi called. Asking if I wanted to have dinner with her—in her sweet way. It made me feel special and needed.

So I showered and made my way to meet her. We had a good time. She gave me the Jem CD she had copied for me. YEAY. After dinner-- sitting in her car, listening to tunes, laughing and watching her goofily sing along with things was great. The joys of simple, pure friendship. The joys of knowing Kelsi, and Kelsi knowing me, and history that has been etched into both of our souls. Simple. And complex. Remembering.

She left for class. I went home and just lounged—and found myself quickly asleep with my 2 dogs, at the crack of 8PM. I had hoped to bug Mark. Or someone. But that didn’t happen. I awake at 1AM, a bit alert. *damnit* I thought. I had missed my chance to chat with Khaya on the phone. “Oh well,” I thought.

I picked up my Anne Rice book and decided to read. I read until 3AM; when I figured it was time to get to sleep again before work, at 7AM.

The book calmed my alert mind, and I fell into a sleep.
Lovely. Restful.

ON a side-note: I have mailed my taxes in.



-Angela