I love the video. A video short but sweet. That’s how I like my videos on a Sunday afternoon.
It’s been one of those lethargic days in which I do not have the energy to leave Brooklyn. As far as venturing out to Manhattan or any other borough, there is no point. I briefly ventured into Manhattan to go to a Hatha Yoga class with Michelle. What did I learn from that experience?
- I’ve lost the flexibility of my youth.
- I do not feel comfortable looking at myself in a mirror for an hour and a half.
- I need more balance in my life
I promised Michelle that I would go to another class on Monday, but I fear that my body may protest and revolt against me.
At the moment, Michelle is in Greenpoint being productive and painting in her studio. I sit here in front of this screen searching for the words to describe the day. I’ve been a hermit this past weekend. I spent the week mentally preparing myself for a snowstorm that never came. I did not find myself in the middle of any Superbowl Party (more of a fan of futbol than football), so my TV is off. There will not be a game, a halftime show, or commercials to fill this evening. I sit here hunting for the right words for the day, for the novel, for the headspace – too many blank lines – too few filled lines-as I listen to ‘White Lines’.
KO
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