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 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.