Yoga. Not the studio going lululemon-wearing perfect breathing with pretzel poses yoga…It was messy, I cried, and cursed at Yoga with Adriene.
But I felt so good afterward.
Backyard time. Sun. Cards. Wind. Heat. Something majorly poking my butt when I shifted my sitting position to meditate. Hair in my face and bugs.
Dinner with a friend. Bloody mary. Heavy food. Chats of romance and making friends. Beautiful baby painting with ranch dressing on the table. Disappearing waiter. We say thank you at the same time.
Bookstore. Intriguing card deck discovered. Dusty smells. Long sunset drive home.
Night. Bed. The L Word binge. Comfort. Lots of texts.
“You don’t know how important you are to me.”