I’ve felt off lately.
The difference this time is I know the repercussions of succumbing to this feeling. I know that my urge to cut out meditation is a false one. I know that my overwhelming want to sleep all day is counterproductive. I don’t give into these sensations anymore- because I know that I can’t. I know where that road leads and it is dark and lonely and empty.
This is progress.
I’m excited to see what she says.
I’ve been distant from the people I love because I’ve felt distant from myself.
My intentions are pure.
I have been doing The Work at an alarming rate. I’ve been growing wildly.
Some days I worry about outgrowing you.
Some days I wonder if I still need to catch up.
I’ve started painting my kitchen.
Tangible results are essential.