october, iv.

Back to Deepak Chopra. Back to Zero. I became frustrated with my inability to keep a daily meditation routine. She said, don’t be so hard on yourself.

I regret now that I didn’t tell them. I should have.

Sexion d’Assaut on a sunny Thursday afternoon. I wonder whether I still listen to them because I actually like them or because they remind me.

Late shift. I saw the light on in his office in the other building. But he messaged me first. Why don’t you come over? I’ve got cookies. He handed me a cup of herbal tea after he heard my cough. You should be at home with that, you know. Then he offered me a ride home but I declined. Nothing is for granted.

I stopped reading the news; I stopped with my research. I stopped.

Maybe I really need to stop being so hard on myself. Maybe she’s right.