Basically I slept super late because for some reason I could not fall asleep, and then…
I WOKE UP AT FUCKING 10AM.
I literally only had five hours of sleep, and for the rest of the day I was in a foul mood.
Of course life could not go on like that, so in the late afternoon I washed up and went for a quick workout at the park nearby, and after trying to do some exercises, I decided that I was too tired and lazy for that shit, and instead, sat down to meditate. Good thing I had my mp3 player with me, and I was on top of a hill, so the setting was perfect. I spent a good 15 minutes just listening to music and letting my mind settle, and after that, the world felt like a better place even though some of the park-goers were staring at me curiously.
And then I remembered what I had said yesterday, about me doing yoga in an open space, and that’s exactly what I decided to do after that short meditation session. Stretching out here and there, getting into some poses, and a little while later, I was a zen little creature, floating in the air and drifting about aimlessly until I reached home and had to get ready for class.
Class was nothing out of the ordinary except that the school ordered pizza for us, which was alright. I am not too crazy about pizza but I took a nice fat slice anyway.
My enemy Naz is in India and probably got married. This was the conversation we had earlier:
Okay I am extremely tired and sleepy now and I pray that I don’t wake up early tomorrow.