I am WIPED.
Full day of work. Stressful day. Not in a bad way. In a “I have so much work to get done, I need to squeeze out every minute” kind of way, which I like. It makes the day go by fast, actually, and I appreciate that.
And then I came home, walked the pups, and then sped off to play some tennis with Reed, which was sooo dope.
And now I’m exhausted and it’s time for bed 😂
Before I go, though, I just want to recognize something: I have been feeling so much more positive lately. Tuesday, just two days ago, could have been so rough for me. I hit up against the wall of my writing again, the same wall I’ve been hitting for quite a while…
And I didn’t spin out. In fact, I’m starting to realize just how small that wall is. I feel like my perspective is coming back in what makes me actually fall in love with a story (and therefor my readers). And maaannn…that is the ticket.
It’s making me dream big again. And dream big in a way that’s feeling just a bit less scary.
I’m also having the same ups and downs lately, but I haven’t been stressing so much about those either. Some days I feel a little funky and less motivated or inspired…but most days I don’t.
All this is to say…I feel like I’m getting better at just feeling what I’m feeling and not holding on so tight to trying to feel something different. That feels like a release of pressure. A load off my shoulders. It feels like the key.
So…here’s to that. And here’s to work and tennis for making me feel so damn tired tonight 😂
And here’s to you 🍻