Freakchylde's

I’m finding that I get an extreme enjoyment out of taking my walks. I know I can’t do it daily, but I would like to work up to a point where they are. Whether that be through getting up early and taking a walk while the sun rises, or taking my walk under the moon, I still need to take it. I also need to quit with my habit of staying home because I think I won’t be able to make it to a scheduled appt. in time. That’s what I ended up doing today, though, it also means yoga is out this evening. But that also means I have to get to bed early, so I can drag my ass out of bed for the 10AM class tomorrow. One of my goals for the upcoming year is to do yoga more and intensify my practice. Usually, that means horking up in my workroom and doing all the stretching necessary, but I’ve been wanting to spend more time with my instructor. He’s been getting more time at a couple local studios and I want to take advantage of it. Plus, as a means of meditation, I’m going to start working it into my park walks.

For some reason, I keep visualizing my goals, and at the same time there’s this voice in the back of my head saying they’re just a fantasy. I don’t know why, but to an extent it does feel like I’m trying to fantasize my life. These goals, they’d be great and I’d be happy to live my life with just them, but I also have to work, and while I enjoy the work I want to do, it still feels as if I’m going to be working myself to death, while trying to make time for the other things in my life. Sometimes, I think I should have been a monk, but the timing got screwed up.