I think I may have forgotten how to meditate. I keep trying, and I just can't relax. I had someone rub my shoulders on Friday, and I couldn't believe how tense I was. I've become high strung. It isn't a good thing. I swear I used to be mellow. I miss it. I wonder if I can find my way back there.
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