In words of two syllables: ready, begin.

Today: extra welcome relief after hellish Tuesday. Morning, hitting McGym: client Leaning Tower achieved almost seven pullups, given machine support! Watching someone gaining boldness causes smiling. Later, quondam stubborn Java compiled nicely into bytecode, even (after further working) passing unit testing. Solid progress equals giant relief, given recent perceived quagmire. Lunchtime, Zillian serving tasty mushrooms, haddock, salad... colleagues talking music, also language -- also showing tropism about awful punning, alas. Laughing, feeling rightly stationed today.

Tonight, lovely return followed darkness' early, wintry approach: yoga after sickness, feeling power, feeling balance return. Forearms provide support, carpal digits spreading strongly, muscles pressing into slightly yielding surface. Backbends, dropbacks, standing again, alone among twenty students. Watching others folding into lotus, myself smiling, waiting, thinking someday. Tumbling also tonight... forgot until after yoga began. Remain without regrets.

Oddly, yester evening slumber acted very skittish, never arrived until hundred eighty seconds after midnight (after final tactic: reading ancient textbook). Little matter -- tiredness levels feeling only normal today, many smaller grumbles also finding themselves resolved. Maybe reduced sleeping answers problems. :)