A lark constellation hangs in the night sky, beating its wings as it lifts off the ground. Everything I love, this whole earth, is under the lark.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sit Spot, Day 24
Didn't sit today. Left it until the nighttime, which I'm realizing I can't do if I want a real chance at sticking to this routine, since my energy and discipline are only truly reliable in the daylight hours.
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