I woke up this morning feeling as tho I’d landed back into my body, the here and now of being alive. Not sure why It’s been 3+ weeks, it feels like it’s no longer part of my moving story but as part of my life It’s sort of like my psychi caught up with my body and I felt like I could chose to do something or not. A little bit of agency. I’m loving here now so what am I going to do with it? I took a 2 mile walk with Honey set up an eye a[[t swept the floor. Starting to write with my new keyboard monitor work station It’s awkward May start touch typing exercises. I may not have anything worth saying but I’m listening
I’m here now. There’s no going back
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