The happy place

I bought this top of the line nose washer you know the type of thing you pour water through one nostril and out it comes through the other one ?!! A top of the line with yoga printed on the package

Because this is what yogis do: they do this all of the time but I got tumors up there, in the hidden cavities of the face: the Sinuses, benevolent, but tumors nontheless which I treat with cortisone so I don’t have to do any more surgery up there it’s too close to some of the vital organs for me to enjoy being surgeried up there, so close to the eyes and the brain plus they do stuff the nose full of tampons after such a surgery and trust me it’s not a pleasant experience to pull them out.

No indeed.

Even though I got some wonky eyes and a wonky brain, I thank the gods that I do have them and would not like having some further misfortune affecting them.

so here I am, top of the line with a top of the line nose washer. I do jog I like to jog it makes my problems seem smaller for a while and I enjoy the scenery. I enjoy listening to Ava Max until the iPhone warns me about the volume I wish my phone would treat me like an adult.

I can’t explain why I do like Ava Max so much I think we are on a similar wavelength or something.

Some people say that life is like a rollercoaster and I always found that to be an apt description because indeed it’s frightening from start to finish but no point getting out mid fare.

Indeed