i love teaching yoga. i do. SO overwhelmingly grateful. and i think yoga loves me teaching it (sometimes, sometimes not), and i am filled with appreciation for my students, and they are amazing beings of light and goodness and blah blah blah but let me just state for the record that getting up at 7am every saturday morning for, esssssennnnntially the last 3 years, including on particular mornings when it is 20 degrees outside and i want to stay in my warm bed with my girlfriend and her even warmer skin, or read, or just watch her sleep or talk to her for two hours, or eat brunch at a leisurely pace… well OH MAN. 2012 resolution to not complain is hard 2012 resolution to not complain is hard 2012 resolution to not complain is hard.
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— the undiscovered first, feist.
and that’s number three, three for the year. three people who have said to me: oh, i love you so much, so much it hurts me, but you don’t love me. and the hurting hurts, and i thought you’d love me back, but you don’t so i’m walking away from you.
i don’t mean for this to happen. but a problem that keeps happening over and over means you’re asking for it in some way. and i love my friends, but i won’t love you more than as much as i can, and that’s not the what you want from me. so why does everyone keep asking for more than you know i can give? and why am i letting you in? just so you can want more, and then leave?
whine whine whine whatever.
