When Pondering the Future, a Good Breakfast is Helpful — Weekend Meditation:
The December holidays always spill over into January for me. Like trying to break suddenly on an icy road, the energy and momentum of all the sparkle and celebration carries me far beyond my intended stopping place. So when mid-January arrives and I finally do slow down, it can feel a bit strange. I'm usually ready for the mayhem to abate but I'm also disorientated and sometimes a touch of the blues can wander in. There's an urge to cover this over with more distraction but then again, it can get a little tiring always chasing one's tail. More
The December holidays always spill over into January for me. Like trying to break suddenly on an icy road, the energy and momentum of all the sparkle and celebration carries me far beyond my intended stopping place. So when mid-January arrives and I finally do slow down, it can feel a bit strange. I'm usually ready for the mayhem to abate but I'm also disorientated and sometimes a touch of the blues can wander in. There's an urge to cover this over with more distraction but then again, it can get a little tiring always chasing one's tail. More |  |
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