Is it that time of year again? Where I pick my head up, look around, and go “oh crap, where’d that whole year go?”
I don’t think I do it anywhere as regular as “Every January 13th” or even “every January,” but I do it fairly regularly, I think. I wake up, it feels like. Look around and wonder where I am and how I got here and why I went to sleep again when I decided I didn’t want to do that anymore…
Apparently it’s normal. I mean, that’s what mindfulness is all about fighting, after all, and...
Published on January 13, 2019 19:17