Fluffy Brownies

It's funny how life works in cycles. My last post may have been my low point. I'm still on the lower end of things, but I see them getting better. Class is a little more bearable, I'm just thinking about things more.

The other day while I was at the gym, I was going to swim. Once i got to the gym, I was so motivated to swim hard, it felt really good. I swam 500's and a couple of 100 IM's. And it's odd because I did it all relatively quick.

Today, I had a music session in Claremont for my santoor that ended at 3:30. I hadn't eaten lunch so I was on the prowl for some food after. My session was right next to Claremont College and there was a nice little downtown area. At first, I was looking for something like Taco Bell or Carl's or something and I kinda just passed the downtown area, the temptation was there, but I didn't really acknowledge it. I was already close to the freeway entrance and I thought to myself that I would just wait 40 minutes til I got home. But that would have been lame.

I knew I would regret it later. And it was that kind of thing where I needed to follow my impulses and not be afraid of doing things on my own. I turned around, looked around the area, parked, and started walking around looking for a nice place to eat. There were two really nice streets with a really pretty, French feeling. Lots of trees, patios and tables outside to eat at, people everywhere. And there were many small cafes, organic foods, homemade cooking. Finally, I decided on Some Crust bakery where I ordered a super delicious Italian sandwich on French Rosemary with an orange italian soda. Ate outside and people-watched. It was really nice to just sit. I felt really happy now that I think about it, very calming. After I finished, I walked back, and drove home just in time to catch my 6 o'clock Music Appreciation class.

My teacher, a 60 year-old caucasian classical guitarist, made us brownies.

They were moist. And fluffy. Not my style but whatever.

I slept a little bit, participated... music appreciation.

Bach is the best composer in history.

I thought about going to the gym again tonight but I figured i should rest seeing as how I'm going to be swimming at 8 in the morning and then sitting through 2 more classes, going to work at editing some more footy, and if all things go right, playing some gladiator.

I seem to have forgotten to think about how cyclical life is. When I'm down, I usually think about this and just tell myself to wait a week. I didn't let myself think that this time. Reason is unknown still.

But I'm better now I think. I hope. I'll be fine. It'll come.

In the mean time, I just keep up appreciating music and brownies.