Today I’m on a self-enforced day of bed rest because I have the literal death plague in me. The problem with being sick is that I can’t my own lazy hands. The longer I stare at the wall, the more I itch to do something. It hasn’t helped that torn ligaments in my knee have kept me from running for weeks now.
Right, this morning I reread the post I put up over the weekend. Right now I feel far better. Being mindful that feelings of the moment pass always helps. A few friends reached out in odd and unrelated circumstances on Sunday and Monday. Last night I had a great chat with my sister about everything. If I’m struggling sometimes, I’m not over my head yet. Since December I’ve lost a full kilo by switching to full-time vegetarian and tackling my root need to snack on chocolate when something stresses me. My Dutch learning improves week over week.
I’m frustrated and tired, but hale and ready for the spring!