Some days I wake up and realize I’ve done too much thinking and too little grounding. My mind runs around, making lists I won’t follow and replaying scenes I can’t change. And it’s not even 9 AM.
Lately, I’ve been trying something else: stop chasing clarity and start plugging the small leaks. The phone that steals an hour, the guilt that hums in the background, the fake urgency I swallow whole. Not everything deserves my attention.
Now I ask: Where is my energy going, and do I want it to go there?