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Feb. 13th, 2003 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
riot_nrrrdI have a big blister on my right hand between my thumb and my index finger from sweeping the paths for three hours this morning. I take this as a sign that this work is good for me, and it's high time that this bourgeois bitch who's never done an honest day of work in her life went out there and got things done. Not that I actually got things done, mind you-- most of my work consisted of sweeping clean pavement and dirt paths, which is an exercise in futility-- but I guess the point isn't that I get things clean; it's more work as a form of meditation. I feel really invigorated, actually.
It surprises me, how well I'm adjusting to the temple schedule. Getting up at 3:40 this morning was, surprisingly, not hard at all. Of course, that might be because I went to bed at 10 last night and took a nap yesterday afternoon, but hey, if it works...
Had a tea break sometime around 10 this morning; an American man named Dōan (from Milwaukee; this amuses me for some reason) asked me what my sign was. When I asked him why he wanted to know, he said, "Because I like that." It took me a second to figure out that he meant he liked horoscopes in general, not just me/my sign. I thought I was being hit on by a monk, and I didn't know how to handle that.
It surprises me, how well I'm adjusting to the temple schedule. Getting up at 3:40 this morning was, surprisingly, not hard at all. Of course, that might be because I went to bed at 10 last night and took a nap yesterday afternoon, but hey, if it works...
Had a tea break sometime around 10 this morning; an American man named Dōan (from Milwaukee; this amuses me for some reason) asked me what my sign was. When I asked him why he wanted to know, he said, "Because I like that." It took me a second to figure out that he meant he liked horoscopes in general, not just me/my sign. I thought I was being hit on by a monk, and I didn't know how to handle that.
