Yesterday (Friday) there was no Mysore Class, since it was Full Moon. I woke up at 6 AM, but decided to sleep a bit longer. In the following hour I dreamed like crazy: about a party, about having sex, about loads of alcohol, and about a girl with big hair. I remembered myself: It is A Full Moon, and promised myself to take it slow that day.
But I had to go to work. People who had an appointment at 10 AM, were present at 9 AM. So what? But it bothered me and I felt stressed.
I had a stupid and pointless discussion with a colleague. We both didn't want to give in; we both thought we knew the truth. It bothered me until I realized again it was Full Moon. I let the discussion go and got back to work.
A colleague to be paid us a visit. She will start working at the firm per the first of July, but wanted to move her stuff already into her office. No problem. She stayed for half an hour and in that time she twice told me ".....because I am very ambitious". It left me confused, why would she say such thing to me, twice?
After work I took the train, so I could visit my parents. In the train, two guys next to me talked about money, money, money, their houses, which houses they wanted to buy next, their mortgages, money, money and money. It bothered me.
I talked to my parents for a bit (about work, the new office and my dad about terrorism and Dutch soccer), we had dinner together and I went back home. It was still early, but I crawled in bed at 9 PM. By myself in the bedroom, for the first time that day I felt at ease.
I took this picture in NY