Day 204: Yearning #4 - Random Quangle

I yearn for my own monster

I played again today. Paid to play. YEEEOOORRRSSS! And I got to walk a dog and have breakfast made for me by lovely, funny, pleasing friends. And I got a bus. And got a very exciting email from Rob. Brilliant. And, and, and.... so many things! 


I tried to go up to London to see Excursions, a night run by my very talented business partner Rob Grundel. He's ace, and Excursions is an ass-kicker of a night, which I LOVED last time I went. Got to the station, train delayed. Then some more. Then some more. Then some more. By the time it got to the prospect of travelling for 2 and a half hours to be there for about an hour, I changed my mind. If only I'd thought to leave earlier (my ticket is valid - I was waiting for a cheaper slot with no need), then I'd have been. Yearn, yearn. 

I yearn for sense and meaning and Mitgefühl

However, I did have dinner with a bunch of lovely people in Brighton and came away with some outrageous and brilliant recommendations for books to read as well as some fabulous stories. And here I am, nearly blogged up, and it's only just past ten. I'll sleep with gentleness, and for my country. And I did my yoga/stretches, Day 1 of 21. I'll record exactly what I did, so I can get an idea of where I'm going with all of this. And maybe some other details too. I'm still yearning for that yoga body. Maybe the yearning needs to turn into action. Maybe I too will have 'a body like a racing snake'. 

I yearn for this body, with my face, only thinner.

Inspired by all these books people write, I yearn to do the same. What story would I tell? I just don't know. Who does? I suppose we find out most by doing. Do! DO! Please do. 


I'm back to being grateful. Grateful for people like Sue and Karen, Catherine, J, people encouraging me along with this new blog direction, even if it's just as an experiment. That's all it is really. A yearning to find out something new.