I strive for calm. I do yoga in the morning (although I get ticked off a surprising amount of the time while doing it. Perhaps that's bad...) I knit as a form of relaxation and meditation. And yet during the course of my day, I want to bitchslap people (bitchslap? bitch slap? hmm) about twenty times a day. So what happens to all the Zen? Where does it go? Why can't I be one of those people who exudes calm, leaving others in a trance-like state?
OK- see- this is stressing me out.
(Deep cleansing breaths. I am standing on a beach. Knitting. With a boozy drink in hand... ahhhh.)
Oh, wait-- here's the problem! I'm knitting with the wrong yarn! Who knew?
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