evening

The perfect weather continued throughout the day, too relaxing in fact. It was not the kind of day to work, rather my grogginess continued and I drifted into less intensive pursuits. That’s fine, I work on Saturdays, and usually Sundays, I’m not sure if it was the change of weather, the wonderful breeze, or some recent exertions, only I just felt so entirely relaxed today, completely so.

And I let myself relax. That’s not always a bad spiritual quality. A Sabbath day is one of the ten commandments and all. Though, I can’t let myself fall behind yet more. I love the writing, I feel energized by the tasks, so when all feel restored in mind and body, I’m eager to jump back in. I think this might mean beginning to set my alarm clock. I notice that when I get up late, I have a significantly harder time starting. This morning it was seven thirty… not too late, but enough tasks are needing to be done first and through that next few hours I have a hard time settling into a rhythm.

There is the thought to blame some sort of spiritual block, or distration… only this time I think the only distraction is myself, and only finding and maintaining discipline within this decidedly loose environment is the answer.

That being said, I also have to start going to bed earlier. Eleven is too late if I want to get up as early as I want, and be ready to go as I ought.