Tired. Not in the oh-I-was-so-productive-and-I-am-going-to-sleep-well-tonight way.
More in the I'm-so-burned-out-from-all-of-those-crazy-mean-people-out-there.
I hibernate, I write some, I listen to good music, I recharge. Otherwise, I get weaker and weaker, my aura thinner and thinner, my face older and older.
A mental escape is what I need to recharge, not sleep, not yoga alone. A mental escape. Open space helps. The sunset today helped. And beauty helps.
A reminder of the vastness of this space heals:
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