Saturday Morning


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My friend Pedro came over yesterday. It was a pretty fun day. Most of the time I was in my moving center, but there was part of me that was morried about moving back into my head, because that change would be strange to my friend who moved to NC, and was visiting for the week. I seemed to have more control. Not so much control as I mean to just relax into my center and forget my worries. I ended up smoking weed. But I don't believe that it reset any of the progress. I was even more in my center at times while I was high. I actually think the weed intesifies both experiences. Sober, I'm more often in my center now, and a little off sometimes. Same thing happened with weed. But I woke up in the morning with them in my house and just tracking this putting me in my head, not my center. Im going to go relax --


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Main Entry: de·per·son·al·iza·tion Function: noun
2 : a psychopathological syndrome characterized by loss of identity and feelings of unreality and strangeness about one's own behavior

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