Today is the seventh day of school and I am fucking exhausted. Totally wiped out. Getting up at 6 am is bullshit. I’ve tried to become a natural morning person, I do not think this is possible. You either are, or you are not. I am not. Never, ever have been. It is such a struggle for me. 6 am is when I am in a deep sleep, dreaming. This morning I was having a stress dream about a man I had a crush on, but I thought he liked someone else, and I kept trying to find him and I couldn’t find him and there were pizza boxes everywhere. At one point I discovered that he liked me, too. But I couldn’t find him anywhere. Just pizza boxes. And the man wasn’t Aaron, it was someone I’ve never met before. What does this mean? What the hell do the pizza boxes mean? Anyway, my alarm went off for the first time at 6:00, I kept hitting snooze so I could keep looking for this man. Stress dream. Too bad I didn’t find him and have a nice, sexy dream.

I had coffee with a dear friend today. It was lovely and nourishing. I met a new friend yesterday, I interviewed her for my project about feminism. That was amazing, too. Tomorrow I have nothing on the calendar until my beautiful, kick ass yoga student comes over in the afternoon. I plan on doing some yoga in the morning. Having my coffee in the studio. And just chilling in my studio. That is the plan, I will report back. Sometimes, I get distracted by nothing. Laundry. Dishes. Counters. Granola. Stephen Colbert. So dumb, I can piss away time like a champ. Annoying.

Discipline is the key word. Find it. Make it happen. Do it.

It is my bedtime. I hope you sleep well.

I miss you and I love you!

Love, Eden