Day 418: No Chocolate

Meggy

This is the cat that has been amusing me so much. Yesterday, she bit my face. Today, I bit her face. She didn't seem to mind. I don't have tiny, pointy teeth though, so... you know. She's also been making noises like a pigeon today... just contented ones as she sleeps at the foot of my bed. Very sweet.

Sandra visited me last night. How cool is that? Sandra who put me up in Berlin. Sandra I used to work with at Hasbro. Sandra who is now in England looking for where to live. It was lovely to see her and catch up. So much happens, doesn't it? God! Grateful for that, for her, for good words.

Great building, though

Speaking of which, I went to church today. I had a reason - I wanted to have some quiet time to reflect, but in a group. I had so much enjoyed the singing yesterday that I swayed myself away from the Quakers, which was my first temptation, and over to the Unitarians. Well... I think I've learnt. Hymns are not for me. I find no joy in them. The sermon was very sermon-like and though it was not exclusively Christian, it was turgid (with flashes of good) as I remember sermons from my childhood. The speaker was not used to using his voice to uplift, even though his words were suggesting that was his aim. 

Oh yeah... Happy Easter

Lovely chat with Cat. She's good, that one. Lovely exchange with Pudding, too, and Will (grateful to you, Young Buck). Yoga was good. I got it. Not really long enough, but fairly intense for the amount of time I'm actually there. 

I've been fasting and detoxy-grumpy-cold-tired-hungry today. More fool me. The church visit was also partly to be doing spiritual things rather than thinking about dumplings. It was no Bobby McFerrin gig, that sermon. Can't blame it, though. It wasn't that - it's that I'm fasting. That's all. I'll feel better in the morning. Woo hoo! Roll on six am!