I got a lot of things done. Meditated twice for ten minutes each. Went for a skate. Stretched. Blogged, tho' that doesn't count as being productive. It's more like an escapist distraction. Painted some, actually finished a piece. When it's written out like this, it doesn't seem like all that much. But then, there were meals to make, and dishes to clean; existence type of stuff.
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