I am my weekly routines inherited from the American system of methodically planning everything while forgetting the Hispanic understanding of life abruptly happening…caramba!
I am yoga class every Monday at the park facing the sea, breathing in and out… “gosh I’m so old… where did my flexibility go?”
I am Tuesday night at home, blogging, googgling, youtubing, facebooking and stalking people online.
I am Wednesday’s writing workshop, facing my insecurities, letting the pen write without control and getting writer’s high.
I am Thursday’s run club, abandoning my loner nature and pacing myself with others, pounding the boardwalk mile to mile because it feels like freedom.
I am Friday’s date night, enjoying
I am Saturday’s MBA class maximizing information, knowledge and networking during nine hours when my attention span is less than forty-five minutes.
I am Sunday’s calmness ahead of the work week. Here I am, planning so much I am an American with a little tweak!