let lemons be angry

I have the answer. I didn't expect it to come so soon, but God hears.

I had a good weekend, not living in anticipation of any future, nor clinging to a dusty past, just being wholly present in each moment. I know now for sure that i can't be a waitress or anything banishing klutz behaviour. Least of all at sakae sushi; their fried hotate (scallop balls from heaven) slide right off the plate onto the table when i touch it, for sure. I thought it couldn't happen a third time, but on friday all 3 balls flew off my plate in different directions. Bong and i found this second hand cd shop and went mad. We were so starved for fresh music that we actually bought cds, not really helping to boost the music industry because they're second hand, but not helping piracy either. Virtuous us! Not much anyway, we bought different cds and burnt them for each other. All the while discussing our great plans for duplicating cds in the cd shop in hysterical whispers. I'm gleeful. Gleefully legal. From not buying cds to buying them in bulk.

And i have plans for my holidays. Christmas party for the 1d sisterhood at my place, to wrap up this most wonderful year. And to celebrate the existence of dharma. I'm getting tingles thinking about the spread and the glowing candles and sweet dessert and music. And i'm going to the meta camp after deliberating for ages. It wouldn't hurt one bit to go. And i'll get more answers. I ended last year with sss camp, and the very decision to go was a milestone in my lukewarm life. I remember the blue-green marble that we received at the end, and i told myself i'd bring it everywhere i went. It's sitting somewhere in my room now. But i haven't forgotten to treasure my faith. I hope i never forget again why i believe.