Nina, Pretty Ballerina

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"So she's back every morning to her work at the office
"And another week to live in a dream
"And another row of early mornings
"In an almost never-ending stream
"Doesn't talk very often, kind of shy and uncertain
"Everybody seems to think she's a bore
"But they wouldn't know her little secret
"What her Friday night would have in store..."

There was a time when I thought of myself as this character. I felt as if the Monday through Friday bus and train ride into the city to work 8-hour days in a bank was a drudgery that was the price to pay for having quiet weekends on my own. And on the weekends, I truly liked to do nothing (certainly NOT go out dancing). These days I can think of nothing more wonderful than staying in a bathrobe from morning until night.
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At times I think of my sleep and time of meditation as the real moments of my life. Working and balancing the checkbook are things that take up the waking hours with the end of accruing mortal money to pay for things that help me continue to sleep and to meditate. My senses are different than those of most people I meet and know. I like food that is bland and void of salt. I stay away from shellfish or sea food or things that crawl along the ocean floor.
Folk music is my preference to anything classical. And I don't like any music that is loud.
Sometimes a high pitched voice grates on my nerves and I am unapologetic about letting the Universe know that I need my space from such auditory invasion.
I am a sole-practitioner and an introvert. At the spiritual sanctuary of my choosing (these days, a local Unitarian-Universalist church) I avoid the hand-shaking rituals and when I step out afterwards for 'fellowship', I find myself against a wall and looking at the audience. Maybe I send out an aura of unapproachableness. That's generally fine with me.
I'm sure Nina, Pretty Ballerina, does not whine about the situation in Gaza, or concern herself with what toilet a transitioning/transitioned person must use, or think about methods to follow that could reduce hemodynamic readings to levels that are within normal limits.
But, I could be wrong.