Little Black Dot

when i woke up this morning, i thought,
god. all i want to do today is
listen to mantras
go to yoga.
and then i was sent home from the office at noon because there was no actual work to do and i spent all morning reading the new york times magazine.
so i clocked an hour at the other office and now
i am listening to mantras.
i will go to yoga.
ask and it shall be yours, says the universe.
nevermind about money.
i apparently have some conflicting intrests regarding this matter.
but nevermind.
nevermind.
all this just one big excersise
in quieting the mind.
besides, once upon a time in bean
when i had nothing to do but stare at the relic cans of god knows what on their sideboard,
i wished for homework. and
now, says the universe, before yoga, go to bean
and write a book review for the malahat
(they'll even pay you for it).
ask and it shall be yours, chelsea.
just ask.