Last night I slept at my Moms’ house. On the couch. I stayed up too late buying Christmas gifts online and writing a long email to Kevin and then blogging about little me. But it felt good, and right. Sometimes I’m overcome with a feeling of calm and well-being, combined with a feeling of energetic inspiration and optimism. Like I’m in the right place at the right time.
I try to hold on to this feeling, to duplicate it, so that I might live my life to the fullest, as they say–take it easy, go with the flow, etc. I’ve found that it’s easier for me to feel this way when I’m WAY less busy (especially in the evenings) and doing just as I please.
I also tend to feel this way when sleeping on a loved one’s couch during the holidays. True story. Go figure.