I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky, then it gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold
And shivering trees are standing in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go
I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in....
~~Joni Mitchell
Last night after writing, I went off, took a lovely bath, and completely forgot my intention to meditate. Went to bed. Slept really well and had helpful dreams.
Wish I got credit for that, or for having a near spiritual experience on the treadmill in the morning, or for simple good intentions.
Day Eighteen, fail.
It's OK.
Got it done today. Yay.
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