I'm not dead. This radio silence is a result of a cold, pink eye (I'd rather never speak of this again), and a general lack of luster due to this dreadful Vancouver spring. Turns out I need sun, a few hours of dry skies, and seeing some souls wandering the streets once in a while would be nice-damn it!
But, you know, I'm trying to accumulate all the life lessons I've learned so far, the characteristics that I've (un)willingly absorbed from my very patient and pragmatic husband, not to mention all those wise ancient teachings that I've sweated to while twisted up in asanas in order to feel better. So I know, I know that this too shall pass. But right now I can't help admiring how lush that grass is looking on the other side.
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