Yesterday was Day 5 of Staycation, and while I am tired, it is almost a pleasant sensation. I consider it odd to think being tired has degrees, variations, and a positive aspect. The world encourages us to place tiredness in an unfavorable light. We look at it as a failing of our frail human bodies. In a culture that prizes pushing ourselves to the limit, getting there too soon signals weakness. But the feeling serves a purpose. It is our body’s way of signaling for us to slow down, take a break, breathe deeply, and perhaps even consider sleep. Wanting to restore energy and let the body repair itself while we sleep is a natural phase, as normal as waking each morning, eating when we are hungry, and laughing when we feel joy. Why then do we demean the need to refuel? A car with a gas tank on empty won’t get you very far.
No matter the challenges and the obstacles blocking my way, I maintain the item at the top of my list as a non-negotiable. Yesterday I wrote 531 words.
Did you write yesterday?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer