I woke up late because I slept rather late last night. Me and Haroon got onto a video call and smoked together. Then I watched some Tarot videos.
I slept peacefully. I don't remember my dreams. I woke up around 7.52 and by 8.30 was on my yoga mat. I did yoga till 10.30.
The trilling of birds, a preying kite hovering close by and the expanse of verdure all around me was alluring.
I did not focus so much on my pelvic exercises and forgot to do pigeon pose. So today my pelvic hasn't been exercised.
I am learning to release Arun out into the world; I'm learning to let him go. Firstly, I should have focused on my career, taken care of myself and I definitely shouldn't have borrowed money from him. I did love him truly. But on the other side of things, what's not meant to be is not meant to be. I'm sure he's prancing about with a young twitty about town.
I often think about Ro, Bha and Shy. I must have really hurt them when I broke their hearts. They cried so much... it's wrong to break someone's heart like that, it's wicked.
That is why I'm not really paying too much heed into Pa Pa's interest in me. It's alright to go out and enjoy but I don't want to get his hopes up.
Yesterday, Yuganta was wonderful. The acting was alright, good may be, but the lights, the sound, the blocking stole the show. I went for several hours without cigarettes yesterday.
Some men posing as Armymen called up and tried to fraud me but I realised it and cut their call and blocked them. It's only then that I finally picked up a cigarette.
It's been a late start to the day. I worked only for 2 hours yesterday. I wrote something on Medium.
I am feeling:
Happy
Pretty
Bathed and clean
Calm
Soulful
Eager to have a good day.
I am grateful for God's infinite love, Grace and blessings on my life.
I am grateful for the people and experiences that adorn my life.
I am grateful for food, shelter and money.
I am grateful for happiness and the happiness that is yoga. Yoga is a way of life.
Love,
Me.
12.15 pm
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