“What the truck?” That describes very well how I’ve been feeling lately. I don’t feel the need to write yet I’ve had the urge to while walking or doing something… else, other than sitting in front of a compy.
Head. Wall. Head. Wall. Head. Hmm.
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That’s where I’ve been when I have a chance to relax lately. If time was in abundance this wouldn’t be a surprising thing. Too much time = accomplish nothing.
The reality is far removed from that equation. If I have 20-30 minutes to myself I don’t know what to do to calm down or relax and these precious moments have been hard to come by over the past two weeks. With work, a show, and classes I can’t seem to get a hold of the ground.
More text will add up to a whopping nothing. Something is eating at me and I can’t figure it out. Time is passing, clicking, by and all that’s about all. I think I know how Major Tom felt near his end.
Ki breathing exercise:
Close your eyes. Coordinate mind and body. Let the Force flow from within. Er…
Breathe out through your mouth, making a breathy “hhhaaaa” sound. When your breath is done, pause. Close your mouth. Breathe in through your nose. When your breath is done, pause. Open your mouth. Breathe out through your mouth, making a breathy “hhhaaaa” sound.
Repeat. End on an exhale.