Every weekend I root around in my notes for a thought that I had had in the course of the week. There is the urge to flesh it out into a full-bodied story with a neat start, middle, and an end that wrings out a sweet little nugget of wisdom. When I am doing my best to hold my attention taut and keep my schedule airtight with work and worries, these brief bursts of revelations can go a long way. They imbue the rest of the day with meaning. There is now something now to look forward to, something to sit down and unpack when I have the time. This is especially true for those days that feel so stripped of meaning that I want to jump out of my skin and disappear.
as i am, where i am
as i am, where i am
as i am, where i am
Every weekend I root around in my notes for a thought that I had had in the course of the week. There is the urge to flesh it out into a full-bodied story with a neat start, middle, and an end that wrings out a sweet little nugget of wisdom. When I am doing my best to hold my attention taut and keep my schedule airtight with work and worries, these brief bursts of revelations can go a long way. They imbue the rest of the day with meaning. There is now something now to look forward to, something to sit down and unpack when I have the time. This is especially true for those days that feel so stripped of meaning that I want to jump out of my skin and disappear.