Sheltering-in-Place: Day 32
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Apparently, sloth socks don’t keep one grounded.
I've been trying to stay calm and focused and set reasonable limits for my to-do list and give myself time for rest and whatever meditation-like-wu-thing I decide to do, and I think it's helped. I think I can add another item to my list. Maybe I can't do it everyday, but I can do it today.
Invoking the power of the sloth today didn't really work, but I'm trying. After all of yesterday's excitement and energy, I knew I needed to check in with myself to make sure I wasn't going to burn out on day two of feeling peppy. So, sloth socks. Cactus necklace. Slow things. Green for growing. Yes, I'm full of symbolism. I do surrealism, after all. But the green jacket has lapels (this is probably not the right word) that open up so far that I feel like I have wings.
Today I fly with sloths.
We are calm, possibly purposeful, still wary, and surrounded by green things. As much as I don't want to be measured in what I do today, I will be. But I'm staying giddy and am gonna see about some natural vitamin D on the balcony later.
It's a good day to fly.