simple is always great, and i'm simply exhausted: perfect!

Having gone so far as to make a list of the bizarre things I've witnessed in the past two weeks to blog about, I will now not talk about any of it...as these things seem relatively mundane and unimportant at the moment.  To the point now.   This weekend I spent many hours studying and practicing astanga yoga and the perfect and simple result is that I want to do it again and again.  This morning, it was sun salutations upon waking early.  Tonight as soon as I got home from work, I practiced primary series up to janu sirsasana C and gave a try to the finishing postures.  And though my house is like a freezer and I'm sure I never got warm enough as a result, it was perfect.  For most of fall, for whatever reasons (I'm still trying to figure out why, even if it is not essential) I withdrew from practice and was in general feeling disconnected.  And in hindsight, perhaps a bit sad without it.  Having slowly returned in the past few weeks, I've been feeling better, and after this weekend I'm nothing short of extremely excited.  So, at 11:55, i am in pajamas, completely ready for bed, surprised I'm not asleep already, and about to roll up the rug in my living room, roll out my mat, and get the space ready for the morning.  After morning practice, I have the wonderful surprise of putting on fresh pajamas for pajama day at school.  we'll be making wheat-free vegan pancakes all around.  I will now go to pack the whisks.  goodnight.