Paid employment takes it’s toll. I slip away for a few long days of work and my schedule goes out the window. I am then consumed by brain-worms, ideas that won’t leave and demand attention, but are unrelated to this project, my primary objective. I write and record a satirical cover of Nancy Sinatra’s Bang Bang, and plan the associated music video. I am depressed a day later when I hear and am disappointed with the results. I seek solace in my boyfriend, video chatting, and wake the next day (today), to meditate. I am feeling content, albeit aware of a mountain rising before me that I am once again, determined to climb. In 30 minutes I will leave for teaching but I will return to this mountain in the afternoon.