Wednesday, June 29, 2005

what I learned is that grass really grows slow

I'm having a patience problem recently, and today I found myself gritting my teeth, literally. I always thought that was just an expression. I don't remember ever doing that in my life, actually thinking, "why does my jaw hurt? oh. guess that's why."

Gritting your teeth. The words even sound unpleasant, gritty grit in your mouth. Ugh. Shouldn't the 6 million yoga classes be teaching me to relax my shoulder blades down my back and breathe from the belly and let go of my thoughts and live in the moment? Isn't teeth gritting the wrong direction?

Sing it, C*tie C*rtis:

I spent all day yesterday sitting at a red light
'cause she told me to give it just a little more time.
And I lost my car in a parking lot.
Bought a newspaper and I decided to walk...

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