Remembering Yesterday

Yesterday I spent 90 minutes musing and writing in my blog.

It opened with me standing bare feet and soaking wet on a pile of snow wearing nothing but swimming trunks.  It was -3C and I stood there for a few seconds, bare chest to the wind, before laying down in that snow.

Danica and Matt watched from the nearby geo-thermal mineral pool.  We all took turns.

I met them three weeks earlier in my yoga class.  They came over to look at some stuff I was giving away, and after a spell, it simply turned into hanging out.  Danica mentioned that she’d never been to Moose Jaw and the light bulb went on.  Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan is a 35 minute drive from Regina and is home to the Temple Gardens Mineral Spa.  Seemed like a perfect way to get to know someone.

But now it doesn’t say that anymore.  Nothing was published because the software crashed just as I was about to hit ‘publish’.  Nothing was saved.  Couldn’t even bring myself to re-write it.  Gonna get all wordsmithy about something else now instead.

In three hours I’ll be bare-ass naked in a room full of people,  modeling for an art class again.  I’m on their email list and they seemed pretty desperate for ‘undraped’ models.  I finally responded after repeated requests.  I’m not nervous about it.  Been there.  Done that.  Doing it again.  I guess this means I can officially add ‘nude model’ to my resume.

Woke up at 6am this morning.  By 8:30 I felt like I had a half day’s worth of work finished.  What’s got into me?

I did meet Andre last night at my old office.  He picked up the desks he bought from me.  That bit of business concluded the last of my business in my old office space.  Took a moment before walking out for the last time to just stand in the emptiness.  One phase of my life complete.

Thanks for the memories.

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