After lunch I pulled out French truffle chocolate to have
with Toure. At the start he seemed
guarded and hurt but was polite enough to sit with me and chat. He loosened up after a few minutes and
expressed his interest in going to Pt Reyes for a hike. John finally showed up at the monastery and
it was lovely to see him.
I took a 25 minute break underneath a tree this
afternoon. This really rejuvenated
me. I felt my eyes cleared.
My dinner disappeared so I had to go get dinner and
decided to go to Cheeseboard Pizza. It
felt like a routine to go now. When I
got there I realized I went for the music and not the pizza. I went for the rhythm of the crowd.
I saw a friend tonight, I inquired about tea with her and
noticed she was in a transitional healing space and having her do things, just
the thought of it exhausts her. She
physically looked good. The fatigue is
around her eyes. Her complexion is good
and so is the beautiful spirit in her eyes.
She is a sneaky one, hiding her fatigue of life and living from the
public. I am glad she was able to say
politely and articulate no and why. I
should have paid more careful attention to this matter.
Instead of driving up to CTTB I felt too tired and
decided to drive home. It was cold
tonight, windy too. It was good I had
the black fleece jacket on.
