(photo by the wonderful Kelsey Jorissen Photography)
*I promise to try to remember.
around 3:00 pm most days I reach the point where I know I should stop the coffee and switch over to green tea.
some days i do and i always feel the difference. i sit at my desk and think, is this what it's like to meditate? is this what it's like to be good at yoga? this is good. i should do this again tomorrow.
the days i do it are usually better than the days i pour a third cup of coffee and contemplate a chocolate run downstairs.
but i've trained myself to stop and listen.
this is hard.
some days it's less hard.
our days can go in a dozen different directions, but i'm grateful that this one is ending with a dog burying his head in my lap because he knows how i need it.