August 23

Misty sunrise this morning.

I went to bed around ten yesterday, so I wake up rested and do some very slow restorative yoga. But the rest of the day is filled with snappy, restless energy. I say wrong things, I speak too much, buy too much, I worry about money and about life in general, I feel out of place. In the evening, I take a walk, trying to bring myself back to my essence. I am not particularly successful. But I keep reminding myself that that’s alright, there is always a way back. This shall pass.

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