ought

it's a good thing that little shanno gave me a yoga mat. i've decided to start taking my own after noticing that one of my classmates has a planters wart. it would be more considerate of them to wear socks or something. not like i want segregation between those with and those without, but it's just common courtesy. it's generally expected people to cover their mouth when they cough, so the same should go for their feet. this evening i took along my very own lavender mat for the first time this evening. i wrote "yelsel*" on it so that it wouldn't be mistaken as property of the YMCA. i used one of my bicycle straps to keep it rolled up (you know, a strap that keeps my pants from getting caught in the chain), but i think i should really knit my own case. i've seen so many awesome yoga mat cases, for a while i wanted to take up yoga just so i could have a carrying case. ooh, here's a nice one.

i really really really HATE that my parents are divorced. don't get me wrong, i love my family, and i think we manage really well. but the snowball affect of a failed marriage never ends. it pops up in the strangest ways and leads us down paths we don't belong in. there are things that get better and easier with time. but even after 20 years, when all the hurt is gone and healing has occurred, it's difficult, and complicated, and political, and infuriating. people are forced against their will to choose sides, or judge what the others deserve. it's demented. you what to know what i think is fair?? not putting me thru this, THAT'S what's FAIR!

i kind of like that the forecast is calling for rain for the next 4 days. rain is beautiful. it's like a performance art piece.

i know your garden is full,
but is there sweetness at all?