Saturday, June 29, 2013

Sorry, Virginia -- Day 2/170

Walk: Mindful Body, Trader Joe's
Distance: 2+ miles and teach yoga class

Skim reading a selection for Book Club day after tomorrow.  Subject: the Holocaust in sadistic detail.  For breaks, I pick up my iPad and take in some details of the lives of my classmates since we graduated from boarding school at age 18.  Lots to process.  Of the many thoughts that come to mind, one is that, if you ever thought, as I once might have (sort of or acted like I did) that WASPiness provided some sort of immunity, you would be pretty amazed reading my classmates' bios.  They actually are helpful; part of me has always wondered if I - and maybe a few misguided others - had somehow missed the fork in the road that lead to everlasting serenity, infinite security and sublime unawareness of 'life's shadows' in big old houses with perfect horses on limitless grounds. Nope; no such road.  Whew!

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