I was talking to someone recently who had been on a tear, partying and partying, and as I listened I felt happy that I’ve descended into my detox tea during the week and picked back up my exercise practice. I was born with abundant energy that is usually quelled by either expending it or by pacifying it with the drug of choice from sucking my thumb as a youngster, to eating, drinking, dancing, smoking, anything that would calm the jets.
But you know what, I ain’t as swift as I used to be. Getting through a day of work and juggling Tin and spending downtime is exhausting and I need my sleep to muster the energy to do it all again the next day. So I’ve been trying to incorporate things that give back to me and my energy – like reading, or walking with Loca, or taking a moment to just stare into space (something that 50 year olds do a lot, I think).