The scent in the air has changed. Autumn has arrived to paint the world in colors and to cover the ground in acorns, chestnuts, and fallen leaves. It is strange to walk into the meadow before bustling with life and the sounds of humming now somehow being more still. Yet there is something magical about the silence. The fluffs of the flowers flying around. Or, maybe those are pixies doing the welcoming dance for the autumn? A celebration of the never-ending cycle of life and death? When these flowers are gone are they gone? This meadow won’t be the same a year from now.
As the days are getting shorter and shorter, I feel lucky to catch even a bit of daylight as my sleeping patterns have shifted again to the default of being a complete bat. While it seems natural and comfortable for me (it is so lovely to know the world and humans are asleep), it is by no means healthy. My attempts to reset so far are unsuccessful. Perhaps, it is too much screen time or lack of structure to my days. It is anxious, coffee infused-chaos spiraling out of control. What are you doing? Floating as paddling in every direction at once seems overwhelming and useless. What? At once. Silly thing! Eh, but it appears everything is time-sensitive. Keep up keeping up or miss something. Crash when completely out of fuel and begin to see in pixels.
I really should do something about this. A hard reset and a bit more time away from the virtual. Unplug and skip around like a magical pixie horse in the meadows more often! Unplug day? Tempting and actually could be quite difficult if you are a serious Steem addict. The first step is admitting you have a problem, right? Now what? Sit in the circle? Hold hands and sing? Once every two weeks could be a start. Offline. No screens. No feed scrolling. No keeping up. Yay?
How do you deal with the feeling of being overwhelmed?
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