on being a terrible golfer

today, I played golf. 

most would call what I did today, a combination of terrible swings, zero contribution to the scramble, handing over 10 golf balls to the course, and getting a sunburn. they absolutely would not call it golf. (and I would agree). I called what I did today, a victory. a very very small step in the journey.

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another year

in

I love dinner alone. I love to do most things alone, actually - the movies, shopping, running, events and classes. And dinner. Oh gosh how I love a solo dinner. And, due to the amount of travel i do for work, I've attuned this skill - sit at the bar. Chat with the staff. Observe the patrons. Strike up conversation where necessary. Bring a book if you want to be left alone. Never use the phone as a distraction (you're not doing it right!). Enjoy yourself. Order only what you REALLY want to eat. And drink. Not to impress anyone you're with, or to satiate someone else's cravings. Just. You.

so tonight - for my birthday - I went to dinner alone.  

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looking through

I've spent the past 2 months travelling, mostly for work - sleeping in hotel rooms and pulling clothes from a suitcase. sleeping lots and sometimes very little, and doing yoga on concrete floors in basements and on the carpet of hotel suites beside my bar fridge.  

i woke up early this morning - my last full day on the road (sort of) in a while - and saw the most beautiful, perfectly stunning sunset. i stopped. and stood. and stared. and after almost a week in Vegas with flashing lights and never ending parties and paper cards of escorts having been abandoned everywhere you walk, it was refreshing to stare out a window, and see no lights, other than mother nature's. 

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