I keep making mistakes. I hope I learn from them. I hope I’ll keep making them until I die. They mean I’m out there doing something.
Inspirational. I love this!
Five in the morning. I just wrote an email to my close friend. I also made a conscious effort to unsubscribe to mailing lists as they come.
I’m clearing out clutter from my life: from mailing lists, to friendships & connections that have run their course; to my room & belongings.
I need a fresh start. A conscious fresh start. I’m just working on mindfulness. I need metaphorical air to breathe.
From now on: Balance.