i'm sitting at la boulange this morning.
enjoying a large cappuccino
and a lovely bowl of oats
i love oatmeal.
this kind of stuff makes me feel really good.
and it's the kind of stuff i feel guilty for doing, august through may.
i do it anyway, but deep down in the pit of my stomach i always feel a little anxiety about it.
but not today.
i am neglecting nothing.
free to let my mind wander.
free to relax.
free to enjoy.