Friday, July 10, 2020
Perhaps it was from tiredness. Perhaps it was from holding off alcohol for a day. Don't know, but I know I've been so busy, had so many things on the go. It was pleasant to know all of that was just tasks and distractions, that the world is something we choose to do, even while it always feels like something we must do.
It was pleasant to do nothing, and not feel guilty about it.
Scribed at 10:36 pm