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Finley coughing. He has this recurring cough. It's funny, I spent a lot of time with the laptop last night, but since it didn't involve creating a blog, it didn't help me. Interestingly, even doing spreadsheets seems to help. Is it that blood pressure thing again? I can tell when it shifts. I never really noticed consciously. Or I never thought of it as blood pressure. I would have considered it blood circulation. Or energy enhancement. Or mojo.

I practiced some Shostakovich Cello Sonata. I don't think I'm quite on the page yet, for what my impending practice life will look like. I'm saving my practicing for late night wee hours. When no one needs me. That will have limited returns.

It's not that I am doing the wrong things (other than the vice). It's the manner in which I do them. Without an eye to mindfulness. (Like the blog template suggested.) I get off kilter. Like falling off a log. As easy as falling off a log. Believe me, it's that easy for me to lose my bearings, sensibility-wise. For instance, if I blog with an eye to anyone reading it, now it throws me off. My recollection is that it wasn't like that in the past. So I have to be very careful to use this forum in a way that doesn't cause further harm. There's only so much directness permitted here, or it backfires. It's our little secret.