It's not like this is a new thing.
I've been thinking about this personal struggle quite a bit over the past few months. I've been feeling the edges of burnout. It arrives masked in exhaustion and lack of joy.
My friend C has spent most of this year writing about simplicity and minimalism. While I'm not quite ready to embrace a minimalistic life, C's posts have given me pause.
- Is my life too busy?
- Am I incapable of relaxing?
- Do I find personal value in saying "yes"?
For example, this weekend The Boy and I spent time resting together, enjoying simple meals, telling jokes, watching cooking shows and going for a joint run (only the third or fourth time that we've ever run together). We also talked about what our hopes and dreams - as well as our needs - are for the next three years.
It was intentional time and it was good.
I hope that three years from now I'll find this post during a random blog scroll-through and realize that I exhibited some long-overdue wisdom. I also hope I'll have some answers to those questions about rest and personal value.
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