I was getting ready today with some thoughts softly bumping around in my brain, like a li’l video game, and I was like, I want to write that “expand, not contract” thing I’ve been saying to myself these last weeks. And I was like, maybe I won’t do that right now; maybe I just write this. And it felt like a flowy response from my heart that said right back, “you’ll be glad you wrote this.”
Even just this. Because you wrote it for you, and it felt nice. It is nice to do this. We like this! And then I was like, yeah, I’ll be glad I wrote this. And then it/I continued, a subconscious stream of self-motivation. I’ll be glad I took that trip, and I’ll be glad that I do that bigger thing I’m thinking about for next year, and maybe that other bigger thing, too, yeah. Holding that, moving toward that feels right, whatever happens with it. Because it’s all part of all of it.
I’ll be glad I wrote this.