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Year Two, Day 203: Pleasantconversationville





Another wonderful day!  The sun actually emerged for a bit, and I did not encounter any rain.

My mother surprised me this morning by calling and asking to meet for lunch.  We went to our favorite restuarant, Tom's on SE Division and Cesar Chavez.  I had the baked chicken and rice special. And Earl Grey tea. We had a pleasant visit before she took off to pick up my niece from school.

I ran into my friend "C" yesterday on my walk home. C is not from a dating site. He is a very pleasant, friendly man that I have been running into on my walks home since I moved into the neighborhood nearly two years ago.

I enjoy our random connections.  Last night he mentioned that he was worried because he had not seen me walk by in several weeks. So I told him about my back injury, my physical therapist, and her recommendations for exercise.  It turns out he has been lifting weights since his teens. We are about the same age.  He also gave me some good advice. Then we started talking food. He suggested looking at my fat intake.

Good advice.  I have been so focused on reducing processed carbs, that I have been having a meat free for all. So the baked chicken and rice for lunch was a good choice!

Today after lunch, I headed to the gym. I did some light cardio and the stretches my PT recommended. I felt good!  On the walk home, before I headed out to teach, "C" drove by and honked. I waved.

I like the casual friendliness we have.  I have been practicing the casual friendliness with everyone I meet. Including the men on the dating site.  I smile. I wave. I say nice things. I give people the benefit of the doubt.

I feel like the old, carefree, bubbly, friendly me has reawakened.  I read in a book years ago that we all put on masks that we show the world. A good mask to present is the  mask of "harmlessness". And perhaps not a mask at all. But a way of being.

I have another "C" friend. He popped up randomly for a text chat today. He kind of pushes my comfort zones with his texting. I have had to put him in his place several times. He is a professional bodybuilder.  A casual friend of mine from back in the day, when I was a single mother of teens.

But today, I was my old self. Bubbly, friendly, carefree. And we also had a very pleasant conversation.

I believe I am in Pleasantconversationville today.

I like it!


Happy Tuesday!

Peace and pleasantness,

Zita :)

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