yoga.

god its amazing. i was being lazy earlier and was like. maybe ill just go tomorrow.

but since im home im focusing on my health. the tri did it to me hard.

so i went. and i just feel 1 thousand times better. especially after the weird day i had.

i was gonna say fuck it and not go to my (as of now, former) apt to get my stuff. i was being chicken shit. and i was nervous mar wouldnt remember me.

but i went anyway. and really. it wasnt that bad. as far as breakups go ive had worse. but then again theres no comparison to the awful 50x me and dan broke up back in the day.

but overall it was pretty painless. i got there and things were awkward. it was like i didnt even know this kid anymore.

i told him he could leave while i got my stuff. i think maybe he was bummed. but then again he probably didnt care.

so he left. and i packed and it took all of 2 hours.

i know now that everything is for the right reason. i walked into that apartment that was my home for a year, and it didnt even feel like mine whatsoever.

plus it was a fucking pigsty. u know boys live there now. but i feel content. peaceful.

i was feeling just...down. but i went to yoga. and it made all the difference. im high on endorphins. and now im here chillen listening to bob stephen and steel pulse.

oh and mar tackled me and licked my face the instant i stepped thru the door. so i worried for nothing =)

its funny who your friends are. i'd just like to say to tasha and melissa, the girls ive been best friends with forever, but the past 3 years had lost touch, when i needed them. they came. and i love them more than ever. its nice to know some people will always care.

changes they are a comin.

much love.

-cas