Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh.............

That, dear friends, is the relieved sound of my soul sighing after a much-needed weekend of, not quite rest and relaxation, but definitely rejuvenation and soul-breathing.

I feel like my spirits were being starved, but I didn't realize it until someone sat me down in front of a plate of food.

Mmm.

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I remembered this weekend why I want to be a musician. Who I want to be. I remembered Mindfulness. Not how to be mindful all the time, but how to try to be mindful all the time. I've never actually achieved the former. But I did give up trying for a while.

Step 1: Be Mindful of the World Outside this Cube.


peace,
rachel audrey

More lessons in living

The current view from my kitchen window.

Garden-level apartment living lesson #57:

Make sure your circadian rhythms are reliable. Because in February, you will receive no cues from the sun indicating what time it may be out there.

peace,

rachel audrey

Like corduroy

You see the lines run down his face
Like corduroy,
And you have to ask,
Whose plan went
So awry?
What dust has settled in that
Craggy landscape,
Debris from days and years of
Dreams built and broken?
Sighs from debts settled and
Words,
Too hastily spoken?
I asked him, I said,
Where have you been?
He whispered into my hair,
I walked down the street I lived on
And ended up right here.

peace,
rachel audrey

Life Lessons

There are many reasons why people believe that living in a garden level apartment is unsafe. One of the lesser-known lessons is as follows:






Meanwhile...2 stories below:


My front door.

Apartment lesson number 56: Be prepared for imminent icicle-induced death.

peace,
rachel audrey