revisit

my hands smell like celery, garlic, and onions. i love when my hands smell like vegetables.

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haven't done any dream journaling yet. unfortunate. now that the playoffs are all coming to a close i can wean myself from my sports dependency and spend time on more important things. sports are my opiate. perhaps, in the future, i should set some limits for myself, or just stop paying so much attention to sports. anyway, music is going mediocre. more time shall be spent on it from now on, i wrote half a song today roughly; i feel like this one is nearly done its birthing stage. i haven't spent any time producing my own work in a long time, i'd like to get back to doing that (someone complimented me on my production the other day, which is random and weird because i don't know anything about it, but cool!)

i've been taking great care of my body on the other hand. well, at least compared to the past three years or so. yoga and the gym have allowed me to get a pretty good handle on my body: how it feels, where it needs to lengthen, what is tight, and how those tight spots are affecting other areas. the way one muscle affects another is very interesting; every time i pay attention to something i get so interested. my curiosity is a boon and i feel like i could do anything. that is to say, i could be in any field, studying anything. i would just need to get into it first, hence the curiosity is so great. anything and everything can grab my interest depending on the day, well, almost anything.

this weekend was great; i got to see dave and ben, spent some time with jess, hung with my brother for most of sunday, and had some decent family chills with mom and pop. mission accomplished on the keeping in touch front. chatting with people i care about on the regular, hangin out with people whenever i get the chance, meeting people who have been recommended to me through close friends. cliffdogg, seems a cool guy, we'll go kerbstomping soon. inside jokes are so necessary when you don't know that person will ever read this; the pointlessness is hilarious.

mind needs to be a little more active, but goddamit there's only so many hours in the day. fuck. better start reading more.

finally, gotta do some re-evaluation at work, set some better goals. ask mel for some more direction on how to achieve said goals. shoot for the stars young jedi.

feeling strong, confident, self-assured, and as though my rudder is set toward a positive destination.