Mental Health Break
Last night I blew off dinner with friends (sorry, friends!) and did something I haven’t done for a while.
Or, rather, didn’t do things I do all the time: no music playing. No internet. No television. No book or magazine at the dinner table. Just a quiet, empty house; leaves rustling, cool air. I sat in the hammock and watched contrails slowly dissolve above me.
It was invigorating.
Later that evening I stepped on a bee.