Waking earlier automatically before the alarm. Tiny grinding pain is the find. Tea before pondering the start... yes, no, yes, no, no, no, yes..?
Looking for news of the imminent crash- looking for opportunities for all of that cash.
Ponder the sickly sweet rhyming mind, questioning its cause... ignore it and go.
In slowly, peacefully breathing it went. Thirty minutes passed quickly with fewer bumps, jumps and restarts. Calming and calmer minds fighting much less... on the whole and in parts it was nearly the best one yet.
Tea before beginning. Powdered, green, bitter, hot and slowly warming. Sip after sip until there is none.
Finding peace and a touch of joy.
Another sip and almost not warm. Done just in time, yet bitterness remains. It will come in.
Full of thought and pain with fleeting regard for the breath and taste which came in. Glimpses of acceptance here and there brought focus on the sensations.