Today I

lost an earring somewhere on Melrose, listened to Irish rap, played hostess, talked about Buddhism, helped 10 yr. olds bake, enjoyed dark chocolate on its own merit (who am I with that one? seriously), meditated at work, worried about Toronto, quoted Clueless to myself, expressed concern in English over something said in Portuguese, sent international emails, had a persistent headache, and called honey dijon kettle chips and coconut water lunch/dinner.

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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