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this morning my alarm clock didn't go off, and i finally clued in at 7:00 that something was wrong (tipped off by feeling so rested). apparently i set it for 6:10 pm instead of 6:10 am. that is EXACTLY why i've decided to take the 2 am bus to the airport on friday night instead of getting up early to catch the 6:30 am bus. because far too often i sleep thru my alarm, or set it incorrectly, or hit the snooze button too many times. it'll be ok. i'll take a nap after work, sleep on the bus, then sleep at the airport (i've done that before, so i know exactly where to plant myself).

this evening was my last yoga class until september. yogi master dennis is taking august off. i'll miss it. i secretly fantasize about doing yoga at machu picchu. i like the idea of doing "sun salutations" in the sacred valley while facing east.

i love book stores. i love browsing, and i love buying books. it's like finding a special stone on the beach. sometimes i wish i could buy a whole bunch at once, but that would be pointless and take away my opportunities for multiple visits to the book store. i love walking around surrounded by books. it's like a sea of potential. each book containing a tale true or not. it's so beautiful and so promising. books almost have an energy to them, or at least provoke excitement. oh how i love them. i want to read them all. i would love to design a book jacket some day. that would be wonderful.

you can stay if you want to,
but you can't sleep in my bed.