My dear baby Mason woke up 5 times last night. The longest stretch of sleep we got was 2 1/2 hours, the shortest, 1. I think today’s intention speaks for itself… but I will elaborate slightly, just for kicks.
Today, my ambition will be hung on the coat rack to be picked up again tomorrow. I will look only to create moments where I can find a bit of rest or pleasurable leisure. Even if I can only pull off a few minutes while Mason is napping. And in those moments, if my body screams for a nap myself… I intend to obey. Even if there are several demanding to do list items eyeballing me from my notebook on the counter.
Rest. I will seek rest.
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