|it's dreamy weather
||[Mar. 27th, 2011|03:12 am]
Captain Nommers of the Tastypants Brigade
Yesterday, I spent time with Jon and Anna, two friends of mine from college whom I hadn't seen in nearly a year.
After a healthy dose of junk food and a trip to a comic-book store, we headed to Jon's house for some quality chill time.
Jon's house has a beautiful meditation room, a place of soft light and warm wood with a tatami-mat floor and a pile of futons in one corner. We laid on the thin mattresses, sharing stories and memories and ridiculous hopes, eventually nodding off in the comfortable, shared silence when the conversation dwindled.
Relaxing there, listening to the soft sound of my friends' breath and the chirping of the birds outide, I felt all the tension in my body melt away, and for a rare hour, I drifted; free of pain, free of thought, free of anything but peace and calm.
That alone was enough to make it a wonderful day
and wonderful, it was.