Calmer Now; Total Control
If I were a scientologist, I'd say I was clear. For the first time in a while, I had a good run of being truly present.
I sort of realized that everything was gonna to be allright, even though everything is also totally fucked up, and I felt as if a weight lifted from my shoulders. And then I cleaned up around the house and waited for some guests to arrive and then rode my bike along Scenic drive to Trinidad for a few groceries (whiskey, coffee filters, bannanas) and it was beautiful.
Presence is perfection.