I searched for hours and hours. but only found more shoes. more points of view. as if I knew.

I was all alone in a big, empty house. I was feeling trapped, stifled, and overwhelmed, so I went for a walk outside. the fresh air helped a little, but I turned around when the street stopped being lit. I wasn't sure I was in a mental state of mind to tackle the dark walk down to the beach alone.




I got back to my house, back to my room. I felt a wave of emotion coming over me again, so I decided to put on some music and just lay down on the floor. I started to stretch, and went into a few yoga positions from my yoga-intensive heyday. I pulled myself into a full lotus, closed my eyes, and all of my anxiety went away. I concentrated on lengthening my spine, on lengthening my body. I spent a lot of time focusing on each part of my body, feeling its presence - each of my fingertips, my eyebrows, the flat of my hand, my toes, my neck. I felt my consciousness focus on each of them. most of the time you don't recognize that they are there, but they are, and they are all a part of what makes your whole. it was very calming, and reassuring.

quanto alto posso volare?

hmm hmm hmm hmm.

and now I am okay. the pillow I'm using smells like smoke, and it brings a smile to my face. I have stretched my body. I am stretching my mind. I have restored perspective.

I was worried for a minute there, but everything is fine.