Eating meditation
Apr. 9th, 2003 02:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
raybearI was going to take this space and time to rant and rant and rant about all these tiny stupid things that seem to be driving me up a wall right now. I was thinking perhaps if I wrote them out, seeing how stupid and inane and petty they appear on paper, they'll stay out of my head.
Instead I'm going to spend this time doing what I will call a peanut butter m&m meditation. Rather than just inhale the whole bag at my desk in an attempt to achieve a chocolate rush to alleviate my agitated mood, I will eat them slowly, one at a time, while not doing any work nor facing the computer. I will devote the next three minutes solely to my m&m's. And hopefully a certain co-worker will not interrupt me, because I swear, thoughts of never-to-be-committed-but-damn-it's-nice-to-have-the-fantasy violence are coming into my head more easily than they should, and I don't want any lines to be crossed today.
This too shall pass.
Instead I'm going to spend this time doing what I will call a peanut butter m&m meditation. Rather than just inhale the whole bag at my desk in an attempt to achieve a chocolate rush to alleviate my agitated mood, I will eat them slowly, one at a time, while not doing any work nor facing the computer. I will devote the next three minutes solely to my m&m's. And hopefully a certain co-worker will not interrupt me, because I swear, thoughts of never-to-be-committed-but-damn-it's-nice-to-have-the-fantasy violence are coming into my head more easily than they should, and I don't want any lines to be crossed today.
This too shall pass.
