Such a funny day.
I was supposed to be having dinner with Danielle and Lee and an old friend from Hawaii, but instead I’m sitting on my couch with Mas, catching up, reading, and eating ice cream.

And he’s listening to my rambling and asking questions.

And yesterday I effed up my work schedule and was an hour late – and the world didn’t cave in.

And I missed my date – but that didn’t fall apart either.

I suppose it’s proof that life goes the way it should and there’s really no controlling it. I used to know that better when I was studying Buddhism all the time.