I don’t really have a lot to share, so this entry will likely be super duper short. I ended up doing my new routine for only one day before I decided that I needed to comb out my dreaded hair to truly have a new beginning. What I thought would only take one day ended up taking the entire week, and I STILL didn’t get it all combed out. I finally just gave up and decided to cut my hair instead. Surprisingly this came as a relief, despite not wanting to go back to having short hair. The decision felt right, so I just went with it. Trying to fight against it was too tiring. Sometimes you have to set aside your own ideas about how you think things should be, and just go with what the universe is telling you to do. I really believe that things turn out better when I do this. There seems to be a reoccurring theme in my life of giving up control. I’m trying my best to listen.
My new beginning and routine re-start will officially start tomorrow instead. The one day that I did stick to my routine was the most peaceful day I’ve had in awhile. I’m looking forward to getting back to that. It’s amazing how quickly life can just get away from you if you let it.
Emotionally: alright I think
Spiritually: a bit deprived. Looking forward to meditation tomorrow!
Physically: I kinda have to pee, actually
Color: I am blue today (calm as glass and cool like the sea)
Last week’s goal: Still working on it
This week’s goal: Stick to my routine
PS: the arm dude’s name is: “tangle”