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“I won’t run, I won’t fly / I will never make it by without you / without you / I can’t rest, I can’t fight / All I need is you and I / without you, without you”

—David Guetta…YES this is a cheesy pop song that reminds me of Jeff!

“Please give us nothing / so nothing can take us”

—Bachelorette, Long Time Gone

“I want to be by myself / sometimes I do”

—Lisa Loeb

“oh I’d run as fast as I can / land I can see for miles / oh I’m searching,
with only the wind whispering / Oh if you knew what it meant to me / Oh if you knew what it meant to me / Oh if you knew what it meant to me / you would see, too”

—Dark Dark Dark

It seems the fish comic is just making me want to write more.

EOTPSH (End Of The Past Sixteen Hours):
Left work to hop on the bus. It was already getting dark. Jeff was going to a Wild game with his coworker so I was on my own. Hopped on the 553. “You know, you can get on in the parking lot!” the driver assured me. “It’s getting cold out there!” I thanked him, since I don’t ride the bus often enough to always know Proper Express Bus Etiquette. Rode through DT Minneapolis and then down 35 listening to Dark Dark Dark song over and over. In love. To Diamond Lake and a quick walk home. Home.

Fantasized (yes…I am lame) about listening to Dark Dark Dark song while making myself dinner, a la the Old Days of cooking for Myself, but found myself instead upgrading the Touch to iOS5 which took forever (and is crashy, eughhh). Fail. But at least that was Accomplished. Fussed around updating iPods, putting everything away, and dealing with the dishes. I now only do dishes once a week thanks to our amazing dishwasher and it is LIFE CHANGING. I mean that. (No really. Now I have time to meditate in the mornings instead of doing dishes. And it’s just cool to live in the Future.) Listened to pop music instead of Dark Dark Dark while peeling and prepping the sweet potato and putting it in the oven. Sipped the rest of the champagne in the midst of all of this and turned on Halloween lights/fish tank, too. Nice and bubbly and mysterious (all of it).

Got into PJs and wrapped up today’s fish comic. Finished prepping dinner – big salad with spinach and peppers and almonds and avocado topped with a friend fried (yes I guess I am so in love with friends that I wrote friend instead of fried) egg. Side of Patisserie 46 multigrain toast and the sweet potato fries. I am a SUCKER for root vegetables, esp. in baked/roasted format. I note now that Trike also had roasted root vegetables last night. Fate. Kismet. 2011.

Finally put Dark Dark Dark on the stereo, and then ate dinner while reading an article on Jeff Bezos/Amazon/Kindle. It’s kind of amazing. Business is wild. I love it. I had engaged in a little $AAPL stock tweeting at the end of the day at work with a few daytrader types whom I don’t know and I found that fascinating. Reading the newspaper stock pages every day at 15 meant something, I guess. In another life I could see myself as a trader, no doubt.

I began to draw a bath to finish my evening off right. Threw a bath bomb in that I had been saving expressly for a night of luxuriating aloneness like this. LUSH white something or other. Smelled good. Burned a terrific mid-late fall CD for the car and made a few adjustments to Alyssa’s logo. Lookin’ good. I like this logo a lot. Also good to check things off the To Do list. Kind of obsessed…duh. Fun having the house to myself and the fish Gary for a rare night, eh? Shut down the computer and checked the bath temp. Too cool for our very cold house, added more hot water and eventually got in with a cup of sleepytime tea and this week’s Bloomberg Businessweek, which I abandoned to listen to more random music on the Touch. Yep. But then read an article on Scott Forstall. He’s quite the interesting fellow. Business! In another life I could also be a business executive person. However, I like my life this way, so.

Eventually got a little cold as I noticed all the steam pouring off the bath yet. Ummmm…do we have to turn the heat on? NO! NOT YET!! Got out, got dressed/PJed again, and got into bed with my book. I don’t like my book so I am probably going to abandon it. Oh well. I tried. A new one awaits me at the library. I dozed off as Jeff came home and got ready for bed. JEFF! JEFF! Yay. Then sleep…so warm under the winter comforter. Nice.

Woke up today and had a hard time getting out of bed into the cold house. Ughhhh. Finally did and then got back in bed. FAIL. Even harder to get up. Broke my rule and made coffee. (I’m trying to have coffee only 1 or 2x a week. I had it Sunday and intend to Friday as well. Oh well, this was mostly decaf, so…) Coffee turned out to be the best part of my morning though as I then schemed up a European breakfast to have after yoga. Sipped some coffee and chewed hard bread, then got onto the mat. 38 minute intermediate Vinyasa from YogaYak on YouTube. Dark and quite nice. I was bundled up, including legwarmers, but it did heat me up a bit, too. I live a very charmed life to be able to do things like this, and thought about that. I am very very lucky and grateful.

Savasana, then hot shower and getting ready. THEN Euro breakfast! Cheese, hard toasted bread, and coffee with lots of hot cream (well, that’s as close as I could get to Euro-ness, anyway). Super awesome. Read that and caught up on blogs/Twitter, then wrote this blog. And the day begins.

Side note: I am feeling so good and so peaceful these past few days. I hope it lasts. If it doesn’t…I’m glad I had it, at least.