feeling a satisfying amount of contentedness tonight that i've been missing. i guess i would attribute it to my successful lazy day, in which i slept in, watched a short film, read some articles (not for my class), went for a jog, did some yoga, listened to music, played some music, wrote a "song", took a shower, went to the food bin, bought shampoo and kombucha, went downtown, walked around, bought a peach and apple, went to the book store and read until closing time. unproductive day completed and now i'm feeling pleasant. i don't know what it is about bookstores. despite my horrible track record of completing books lately, bookstores are still so magical. the possibilities are endless in there. tonight i found some particularly interesting and inspirational books that i skimmed and the last one just got me journaling again, which i did the whole bus ride back, but my hand started hurting and my pen was running out of ink so here i am, picking up where i left off, though it hardly is the same. and now i don't know where to go with this. except i just remembered i forgot to buy a capo YET AGAINN..