6/15/2011
I get so bummed out when the rain puts a damper on my day. My first look out the window today I saw nothing but white. It looked like I was in the clouds. Chicago is supposed to be the windy city not the rainy city. Perhaps it’s the universe’s way of telling me to take it easy. I constantly think about how one of the messages in “The Tenth Floor” is about not overworking oneself. I wonder why the author of that book has such a hard time following his own advice.
I ended up sleeping some more. My body sure did thank me for the extra rest. Between the running, and the events with the kids, I think I’ve been wearing myself thin.
Later in the day I met a couple of JC’s friends. One of them, Mike, happens to be an artist...
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