Holy effing shit batman. I woke up this morning from a totally effed up dream and was like what the hell? My plan was to go to yoga but the reality was that I have a commitment that I needed to be at on time. My knee has been hurting and still I am mad at myself for not going. Where is the part in all of this where I let myself be? Where I give myself a break and just relax? Why do I always have to be going? Where am I going to? What is the rush?
The past few weekends it has seemed like it was more stressful on the weekend than during the week. I have been looking forward to work because at least that is predictable. I suppose the weekends are too but something happens to me on the weekends that doesn’t happen during the week. I can’t quite put my finger on it…
I know I will be OK…I hope 🙂