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Mostly the exercise we did today made me a little bit sad to come back "to earth." It was nice to imagine a world where I could forget everything that comes with this human body I have, even if it was just for 10 or 15 minutes...

But then I caught myself thinking, shouldn't I be proud of my body and my self and everything that we've been through together?

After a moment of silent embarrassment for my relishing of the precious moments of escape into a world of general amorphous-ness, I thought back to one of the questions I recorded during our question-asking exercise:

"When do I get to stop thinking so damn much and just live?"

and then

"Who the fuck can tell me what I can or can't be?"

Sometimes it just helps to let yourself be a little pissed off and push back. It takes a lot of work to just "be who you are" in the world that we live in, so sometimes an escape is nice, but then you just have to jump back on the horse and keep shoving.