wayward wind

It was a windy day today, 

I think I conjured it up by blowing around 

and not doing work on the weekend. 

I woke up real early on the couch,

before the sun came out,

and did some writing 

had some tea and granola and a nap.

Met up with my visiting cousin Sarah

together with her friend we went to the art gallery,

visiting spots I have neglected.

The wind was fun with them

Picked up when I went to another cafe,

the office,

worked on a grant in between conversations 

about silent movie ideas and Sweden 

to a cafe friend I hadn't had a chance to speak to lately.

Met with two Kensington girlfriends 

I hadn't seen in years.

The wind was strong when I climbed home

it was almost as strong as the doubt in finishing the grant in time, 

but I stepped surely home and straight to work.

I decided to run to the post office.

Back home my little lotus petals toasted, 

incorporated laughing into yoga, 

and meditated about being earthly.

I poured myself another glass of sweet Italian wine,

and lazed in the living room with the Spaniard 

I will sleep well tonight