Overdone

There’s something in me that gets a thrill out of pushing myself too hard. As every holic knows—ie. you can become addicted to whatever you choose to numb out with—finding new depths of a pain point holds fascination, as in “how far can I take it this time?”

That’s all to say I’m tired. I had today’s list all planned in my mind. It was going to have a theme: resilience and pushing through. I should’ve taken that as a message rather than an editorial directive. After a long day I finally got in place to write and had nothing left with which to do it.

No need to play the tiny fiddle—my decisions are my own. I could stand to better manage my time. We don’t realize how easily it vanishes until the flat tire moments. But choosing between this nourishment or that proves too difficult when what I need and want is every form of it, at least some days. These days.

I ran out of juice. Time to charge up.

Peace. Love.

Allison

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