Inner Dialogue for Pussies 101

Sit Indian style. Is that derogatory? I don't think so. Stop thinking. Straighten your back. Neck relaxed, but... stretched? Seems weird, but ok, feels ok. Palms up, touch a few fingers together, close eyes. In through the nose, out through the mouth. No. That feels like being in the hospital. Mouth closed. Nose only. I think I'm supposed to focus on the nose, in fact. I'm breathing through my nose. It feels ok. My leg itches. I wonder if this eye shadow is toxic. Why does my face still look tan? Stop. Your eyes are pretty, think good stuff. Bliss facial care. Shit, I can't afford that, why do I want to think about it? I need to vacuum. I need to clean the kitchen. My fish need new water. Stop. Fish. I love those fish. Candles. There's apple cider in the fridge. That carmel apple that Judy gave me was delish. Twilight is on FX tonight. No *head shake* don't think about that. simple, good stuff. Try again. Winnie. Winnie's nose. Winnie's paws. Winnie's turkey begging bark. Winnie the first drive home. Taking Winnie for drives and walks this weekend. *small smile* Leaves blowing across the grass. My poncho was so cute all day. My new, totally perfect boots. No, no, this is dumb shit, don't think of material stuff. *head shake* Adam. Adam imitating me. Adam cocking his head to the side and rubbing his nose. Adam imitating me imitating my mom. Adam's mom saying "one hitter". *smile* Adam's mom's laugh. Adam's mom's hugs. Adam's mom making cornucopias. *giggle*My mom. My mom talking to her cat. Mom making Chex mix. Mom's drunk laugh. *smile* Finley. Finley running through the snow. First snow. Sweaters. Cuddle blankets. Babies in blankets...*head shake* no no no no no no. Kleenex. Just stand up. Go get one. Don't lie down. Ugh, what was that, 5 minutes? Meditation really is for assholes.