Normally, when the weekend rolls around, I can’t help feeling the push of the deep desire to switch off, on the one hand, and the pull of the nagging feeling that I am not doing enough.
So I get myself into a paralysis where I am either not fully indulging in the rest, or doing work half-assed.
(Familiar, anyone? 🙋🏻♀️)
But today…was different.
I let myself be taken by my heavy eyelids, foggy head and limbs that felt like lead to the steady hum of the waves.
I laid my 🍑 down.
I read.
I silenced the nagging voice in my head with a rhythmic massage of the soles of my feet on the sand.
Turns out, I can be a human being that does f*ck all sometimes and I can still be worthy of success.
Go figure.
How did you dilly-dally this weekend?