I'm so mad at myself for being so absent-minded.
I missed my Sunday class as I woke up thinking it was Saturday.
When my aunt asked me to go with her for another "cleaning-up" session at Anchorage..., I just went along with her.
No wonder I felt so off... Something was upsetting me but I couldn't pinpoint what it was until grandma asked me about my yoga class.
Darn it.... my 78-yr old grandma has better memory than me.
I hope I can still remember my name when I wake up tomorrow.
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