A day of small pleasures,
As the coffee tasted heavenly,
And the noodle and vegetable stew
Rapturously delicious!
Other than that,
It was like a trap
An endless cage,
A dreary, drab drag!
Not feeling like
Doing anything,
Nowhere I wanted
To go,
Hung around home,
Moping and complaining;
What foolishness!
But fatigue won this round,
As had slept so badly,
Even worse than before;
Not sure what’s next
But suspicions reign supreme,
Full of doubts and questioning,
Uncertain and apprehensive,
Serious one minute,
And laughing the next;
What a peculiar series,
And meditation even more so:
Ended up silently reciting the multiplication table,
My idea of concentration practice,
Or so I guess,
Oh well, I did my best!
*Today’s entry will be the last UNTIL December, as tomorrow I start an insight meditation course, and I really want to focus on that.
Thank you for reading!
Lee
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