Sleep

Sleep, to me…
so precious now,
this busy night
of traffic jams,
bright coffee shops
and skimpy skirts.

I walk the park,
so lonely here…
this cliche world
of lonely men,
unknowing squirrels,
brown paper bags.

The city trees
just smile at u s
and guide our path
to some lost caves.
where we can hide…
gone for days.

To find my sleep
I need no map,
just things left done
that should be free…
like smokey thoughts
and layered dreams.

Its been a great day, but not for any particular rea son. I think I could describe it as just feeling completely comfortable…like a favorite sweater on Christmas day, surrounded by family. First of all, I got eight hours of sleep, uninterrupted. Sinc e its been two weeks since that last happened I fel t pretty darn good when I woke up.

Jason, Jeremy and I went for breakfast at Denny’s before heading out to school. We had a wonderful window seat and through it I could see the mixture of leaves. Brown and yellow and green. The dreary coolness of fall I love so much. We just sat, relaxed, and chatted and gossiped. It just felt comfortable.

Then it was off to the atrium at the university. Part of the reason I feel better, and perhaps why I’m sleepi ng now, is that I’m caught up in my readings a nd I’ve become accustomed to the work load. I know my schedule of how much I need to work, and I’ve adjusted my mind set in accordance to this. Now, the reading and learning just seems to flow into me without the stress of not knowing if this is possibl e. And now I’ve started reading ahead…I’m not just caught up…I’m ahead. A beautiful state to be in. Thirteen days until my first two exams.

Sandy showed up with her friend Kathy, who seems amazingly cool. So, Jason, me and them hung out and gig gled and gabbed until it was time for Jason’s class. Then Sandy and Kathy left. I remained and tried to figure out post modern theory…as always, I couldn’t understand it…where’s Jason when I need him (di fferent Jason - long story, but he’s a post m oder n genius who by now must have his PhD…pretty much influenced me A LOT!)?

Then, it was off back home to watch some television and study yoga. Its the new season now, the most exciting time of the year fo r me and I’m in “pee my pants with exciteme nt” m ode right now. I watched “8 simple rules for dating my daughter”, “Bonnie…ahh…something or other” and “Push, Nevada” (which wants to be Twin Peaks but is missing the eerie landscape, the beautiful but c reepy music, and the subtly that made Twin Peak s amazing). As for yoga, I feel like I’m way behind the class, because its a multi-level class, so I got out my books and refreshed myself on the philosophy of yoga etc. I practiced some of the poses we did and made sure I knew them well. Now I’m ready for tomorrow…my mat is cleaned and sticky like its supposed to be, I’m comfortable with the philosophy and poses, and my muscles (still sore and in pain from Monday) are ready for more!

Now, I’m just going to read “The Vampire Lestat” (yes…f or the millionth time) and then hopefully drift off to sleep….

I really should remember one of these days to write about what happened with Ross the asshole last Friday. Nah, who cares…he’s not worth the internet space…..lets just say he doesn’t have a job anymore!!!