Something Greek
Last night did deep stretching yoga and came back like I’d achieved new ranges of motion in my deep hips. Couldn’t fall asleep all night because of it. But not like a bad “couldn’t sleep” — brain just kept going.
The neighbor’s college-aged kids are having a graduation party. From Saint Thomas or the likes. Loud 2000s hits like Drake and Lupe Fiasco. Sounds like they’re having fun. Feels like summer.
Idle - wild. Doing nothing with everything intentioned.
