It's been a while. Ive managed to find a way to slow down - it's insane. 3 days after I left my fulltime job I was asked what it was like and I blurted out that it had been the most relaxing week of my life... forgetting how long it had actually been.
A weekend. One weekend and not having to drag myself somewhere on a Monday.
I don't even sleep in, I just feel so relaxed. Ive picked up some volunteering while I wait on jobs and such. Monday I got to be utterly domestic and scrubbed, did laundry and cleaned my house.
It been a strange experience not rushing out of the house because Id been dragging my heels to leave.
Ive also been planning a few things here and there like contemplating health checks, trying to just make time for down time, trying not to stress about too many things and generally struggling to remember what day it actually is.
Out of school, out of uni, out of a 9 to 5, I can't 100% nail down what day it is.
So, generally, Im floating through this strange, ethereal space where I cant decide whats really happening - am I just enjoying the break? Am I lost without a job? Am I actually getting better or just getting rest?
Here's hoping you're getting better.
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