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A Slow Day, with snow

A little fresh snow, light and fluffy, is a joy on a winter day.  We got a few inches overnight, and then a little more during the day.

I am slow these past days with no caffeine to jolt me, no wine to mellow me out, no sugar to jazz me.  There is something rather nice about this slowness, even though it feels very peculiar.

I wrote.  Did some laundry.  Paid some bills.  Walked Boomer.  And watched birds.

The Eliminator


I’m a small town yoga teacher who says motherfucker a lot. I hate anything woo. I’m into neuroscience. And facts. I’ll lead the chanting of “om” sometimes, but it makes me feel awkward. I want to access flow states. As far as yoga helps me do that, I’m into it. Dopamine is my fave neurotransmitter. Don’t tell anyone I told you this.

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