and checking words on departures and arrivals boards such as cancelled, delayed, diverted... supposed to be perfecting the art of mindfulness, but not succeeding tonight. Twitching until the plane lands in the right place and all is good with the world. Might need to listen to MCC's Transcendental Reunion to get myself grounded later on.
Where the week starts with finding out what Monday smells like, and I look for the joy that makes my heart sing…