There’s this sticky note, pasted to the bottom of my monitor. It says:
Things to Make Happen, Everyday
Good advice, no? I am not always able to follow it, though.
Sometimes, laughing is hard. Sometimes my insomnia insists that I will have only the resources for stumbling through my day, yoga be damned.1
But still. I try.
Even when I am operating on just under four hours of sleep. Last night a giant storm moved through the Austin area. It was breathtaking. Beautiful. Freaking loud. I couldn’t sleep at all during it.
Reality seems a bit distant today. Just slightly out of reach.
Wish me caffeine, you guys. I am going to need it.