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Day One Hundred Twenty Two:  Getting my Groove back

Something about sitting on a patio with any beverage alone or with friends brings me peace and solace in the summer like nothing else.  Even just siting and listening to nothing, like on the back deck, with a glass of water mid-day just brings me right back to that calm that is really important for me to stay grounded.  It happened so often in London, I feel as though university life has taken away that feeling of peace that I need to get back.  I need to learn to hold onto it.

I’ve spent the day out and about at work and then out drinking and eating and catching up, being outside uptown and just enjoying the day.  Tomorrow will be much the same, and Saturday will be more chore-oriented but still enjoyable nonetheless, I plan on working out and being outside, maybe looking up some different recipes to try while I’m on my surgery leave and reading a little.  It’s that little feeling of not really having much to do that really gets to me, gets m groove going.

Have you ever heard Gimme Shelter by the Rolling Stones?  If not, I suggest and urge you to listen to it.  IT gets my Groove going, capital G, every single time.  It’s just so raw.  My dad mentioned he had a cd of the Stones just playing around on their guitars and writing songs, I’d really like that for background music, I’ve been exploring some different background music lately, I really do love Janis Joplin, finally invested in another album by her and America, two very different artists but very unique and special to me in different ways.

I guess it’s hard to talk about my GROOVE without the physical music that comes along with it, but I am referring to something a little bit more intimate.  That feeling of absolute confidence that I had before, that everything was going to be alright, and that I am…awesome?  Yeah, that’s back.  I am so lucky to be so strong in these thoughts.  My room is cluttered but relatively neat or I guess organised.  I have good friends, good support, a nice place to work and a relatively good attitude.  I smile, every day, because I am brathing.  How lucky am I?

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