So, after a day at work where I ran around like a rabid chicken with its head cut off, I think that I might actually almost be ready to leave at the ass-crack of dawn tomorrow morning. Nevermind the fact that I still want to: pick up a pair of shoes and get an underwater camera that has a flash, two things that I have been singularly unable to do thus far.
I am breathing slowly, yoga-like breaths, trying to relax enough to get out of the office with as much grace and dignity as I can muster, and enjoy my train ride home.
In through the nose. Out through the nose. Mountain pose. Tree pose.
This is going to be much more relaxing with a rum punch in my hand and a spot on the beach.
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