No plans on getting anywhere but out of bed to clean house, and go to Lithuanian language class.
I look at runners on the road and get a vague nibble of yearning to be doing the same, it passes as quickly as the runners do, thank goodness. I run threw a sequence of yoga poses in my head and make sure my imagined self is breathing and in alignment. Sometimes I’ll do a headstand to feel my organs shift in my torso, sometimes I do handstands against a door while my husband’s building my smoothie- just to be obnoxious.
Maybe someday I’ll care, maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll get hit by a bus on the walk to school- in that case, I’ll have some cake for breakfast.