Believing that I did what I did today is becoming more and more difficult. (By the way, this thing is happening to me. Every day I begin in supreme confidence, I can conquer the world types and by evening I am like totally pooped and de-spirited). In yoga class today we were made to pass a rubber string through the nose and pull it out through the mouth. And then holding each end, we moved the string back and forth, cleansing that tract.

I was surprised at my own guts when I started to do this. Somehow I had the idea that I would be a lot more reluctant than I was.