April 16th, 2007



Such a non event, such a little sentence, one you've uttered so many times. This scenario played out again and again.

I thought there were only two possible endings. But not this time. This time there was a third ending, an ending that I wrote. One where i'm not manipulated, not drowning in a sea of inadequacy and a need to make it all better. And no blame either, no anger, no hate, not even dislike, just relief and a feeling of fondness for you. I found strength in silence. I don't need to explain anymore. You leave and even though my head is complaining of too much wine, that is the only thing that I can complain about.

I float and feel the space within where I used to hate myself. Infinity, this is freedom.

I've changed. I don't care if you don't get it, I don't care if you never move on. I'm just happy I have.


Hello Yoga People and Yoga Weasel.

Yoga is on tonight.

Please let me know if you can't make it.