Today I walked in the sleet and watched it turn to rain. I watched the rivers down my street, and the icy slush in the grass. I watched the ice fade away and turn to puddles. Transitions.
It struck me that I have been unfocused and distracted, really in need of a break but not permitting myself to take one. This benefits no one, and I think it behooves me to listen to my body and my mind and give them both the space they need. I've decided to take a week off, maybe two. I'll be traveling, and I'll be home. But I'll also be back.