I took an eleven hour nap yesterday! That's a clear sign that my mind and my body are at serious odds. Lucky for me I had front loaded my day. All of what really needed to be done was done. What feel by the wayside were the things I would have liked to have done - the 30 minutes of daily fiction writing for instance.
Bottom-line, I have to force myself to the gym. I don't like the gym. It's a bad situation. I hate forcing myself to do things yet I'm not feeling motivated. So it's a new day. I'm going to be more proactive. Is that quantifiable? Guess I'd better pull out the notebook and journal on it to make it 'doable'/SMART.
First off - the bed is off limits between 6 am and 10 pm.
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Gwen, that just seems like a precious luxury that I would love to have...an eleven hour nap! You must have needed it to dream...dreaming is great for writing and art making :)
Peace,
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