I swear, I wouldn’t get anything done if I didn’t do this.
There are days when I forget, or slip up and I feel the difference.
It’s like something is subtly thrown off kilter. Out of alignment.
When I don’t do it, the day feels like it’s missing that sense of aliveness and spark. It feels like I’m just going through the motions.
You know, following a template and just checking things off a list.
Boring as hell. No life. No juice.
I found the reset button for your life.
Turns out, it was under your pillow.
Weird, I know.
Like you, I’m not sure how it got there, but whatever. That doesn’t matter now.
It was under there, this whole time, and now we know.
Yes, you’re right. It is kind of funny.
I think we were expecting it to be in your doctor’s office, or a mysterious tomb in some dusty old book store.
If anything, at the very least somewhere really hard to get to, that takes a long time, and a lot of strenuous effort.
