March 21st, 2012

gold hisui from rasetsunyo

The Dream Time

Either the meds or the meditation or the surreal out-of-time late May in late March weather has managed to turn me into a serene zombie.

Evidence 1: Assembled all my tax stuff with nary a tremor of concern. During last year's panics, the wibbles of getting tax stuff together cheered me by being at least a familiar anxiety. This year it was no more than a mild foot-dragging chore at the end.
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