As I started driving home away from nature my chest tightened up, my heart started racing, I couldn’t take a deep breath, I need more time alone. I need more time to just be.
I still have that pandemic feeling where you feel stuck at home, you feel stuck in your job, you just feel stuck in life and the only thing that shakes it up is movement outside and in nature.
A sinking feeling when you know you have to go home because it’s other people’s expectation and your family needs you. And this is what a good wife and a good mother and a good employee does…. They hold it together and keep being a high performer. I’m dragging my little red wagon full of responsibilities through all of these beautiful places but I never give myself permission to stop and breathe.
Today I did that.
Stopped.
Breathed.
And it was the best thing I could have done for my soul.
The Lefty Writer 