Good kung fu is a massage for a tense and weary soul.
I've been in an absolutely rotten mood almost since I woke up this morning and definately since I got to work. Work was being very insolent, as Luke said. And so was my network card all day yesterday, and so I went to sleep pissed off, which is never good, and I've just been getting more and more wound up as the day went on, as I am wont to do. I was fucked off and angry when I got off work and I didn't have much of an appetite, so I didn't eat much, and I really didn't feel like going to kung fu, but I went anyway, mostly because I told Luke that I would. I ended up doing some good work with the newer guests, and going into detail on the pa qua with The Hoopinator and both Claire and I had some really good breakthroughs on it. Things that one would think I would have figured out long ago suddenly slid into place with a satisfying click. I walked out of the kwoon with my mind cleared, my body refreshed, and my spirit renewed.