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Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Relaxation

Yesterday it was near 80. I went out to see the in-laws. After a big mistake of going to Brookfield Zoo (massively busy), we went to Portillo's, got cheeseburgers, fries, and malts, and sat in the backyard enjoying the weather. In addition to the delicious bad-for-me meal, I also got word that I scored an interview at a new internship placement this week.

Later, I took a movie up to the attic, turned on a fan, and laid down on the futon with a kitty, and blissed out. It didn't take very long for me to attempt to identify what was going on.

Relaxation? I felt perfectly at peace, restful, and relaxed.

In the evening, I made a birthday meal of grilled chicken pesto pasta for my sister-in-law, with coconut cupcakes for dessert--melted truffles drizzled over. Sauvignon blanc and lexia flowed freely. We ended the evening in the backyard again, where Tim lit a fire in the chiminia and we were hypnotized by the glowing coals.

I had almost forgotten what relaxation feels like.

I had many plans of working head on schoolwork, and a to-do list a mile long for this spring break. I think, though, that I need to just unwind and not worry about anything. God knows the stress lately has been fixing to kill me.

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