. I told him I can usually sleep through ruminations but it seems I have jinxed myself. I don’t bother counting sheep.
. Orchids for her birthday.
. We are lead through two guided meditations and it feels nice to be in their company.
. I make an effort to be more extroverted. We walk back together and chat about the reprieve of a tree’s shade and what’s been going on at the art museum and the philosophies of bread-making.
. Milk. Melk.
. I appreciate her and tell her she’s my people and I treasure this little but wondrous gang.
. A reminder that the things that make us interesting are not always easily noticed.
. At least I know what a mirkin is now.