10 November 2013
This day was exhausting because I did nothing and everything. And by that I mean, nothing for myself, and everything for someone else.
I’ve been thinking about it. What I want more of, and less of, in my daily life. As I’m still very much gripped by what’s happening lately, this is the only thing I have: more doing, less thinking.
My body, my hands–they need to create, to keep busy. Else my mind is going to explode. There are things that need to get done. Now I have to get out of my way so I can do it. I read that somewhere. Today I feel its echo.