One Eye Filled With Blueprints, One Eye Filled With Night

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It's been a back and forth kind of day, today. The morning began with my getting to the City too late for zazen, but in time for lecture and lunch. Then the massage therapist didn't show up, so I ran errands and made a nice two week plan preparing for the mountains. Cue losing the notebook with the plan at the store, as some annoying person took my shopping cart while I was browsing. No monetary value in it, but it had my list of comics, some writing notes, and the aforementioned plan. Bah. Most of the information is still in my head somewhere, of course, but there's a reason that I write it all down in the first place. Then FCBD, which was cool, and for some reason there are a number of Alan Moore interviews out at the moment, prompting me to contact a friend of mine who's an admirer. YWCA group performance, after all these years, but afterward I broke the zipper on my favorite skirt and and am now wearing the new one instead. Tomorrow - kayaking, packing and driving, and maybe some Smallville at the end of all of it. And I didn't exercise today, which means I really ought to find time to do it tomorrow. Sigh. For some reason, I can't help doing too much even when I have nothing to do, as nonsensical as that sounds. Yet more reason to practice letting be.