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More active yoga class today. More strength-related, weight-bearing poses. Nice change--feels good. Came away energized and not thinking about a nap (so far--it's still early).

Dreamed last night of being in a sporting contest of sorts. The arena was like a large indoor stadium. There was a tall wall bisecting the playing field. Players were scattered along the base of the wall. There were balls being used. The players were striking the balls with racquets. One of the objects of the game was to hit the ball so that it just reached the top of the wall, landed there and stayed in place.

I don't know if there were other players on the other side of the wall. I couldn't see any because of the height of the wall. There were not that many spectators; lots of empty seats. For a while, I watched the action closely, but after a time it became too randomized and lacking in tension.

Awoke feeling like I just wanted to flip over and go back to sleep. I'd read into the early morning hours last night. Started reading Munro's Runaway stories. The lead story, call Runaway, is perhaps the best story, best writing I have ever read. The story plot is so finely woven that it held my attention from first word to last. The twists and turns seem so effortless and natural, yet they build and build toward a final ending that a part of me didn't want to hear. She seems to be able to spin the mood of the story on a single phrase, sending it off into unexpected places. She is the master (mistress?) or perhaps the queen of writers at this time.

Dance class last night--one new dance and reviews of several others. They seem to be sticking in my memory. New one is fun and not too complex. Will see tonight when we hit the floor at B&B.

I washed my truck--it looks so much better. Don't have a way to scrub it like I once did. Using the self-wash places with the spray nozzles. Gives a quick clean, but not a deep clean.

Still practicing mindfulness when I can, when I remember to do so. Yoga teacher will also be the mindfulness teacher next week. Coincidence.

Paid $2.75 for a gallon of gasoline today. Most I've ever paid. I'll most likely exceed that figure in the future. Everything continues to go up; it never goes back down--until something catastrophic takes place.

I dither, I dather, I make silly blather. Time to move onward and right the old beam.