Lately I’ve been doing a lot less. Just choosing to let things go when normally I’d be getting after it. Choosing to be less intense, less driven. Enjoying the feeling of barbiturate-smooth empty space in which I choose to do very little.
Waking early, walking the dog to the beach, stretching, meditating, mooching round the home doing odd jobs, and work only takes up two days a week at the moment,
It’s a pleasant feeling.