I was in the midst of deadline central.
Between my writing job and a massive event that I organized with my volunteer job, I found myself feeling stressed out with little signs of reprieve.
I didn’t take my usual 5k run, but I did walk for 7k through the city as “me time”, people watching and taking in the beauty of the green space near where I live.
I had a few chips while I worked when I got home from my trek (like I said before, they are my Kryptonite).
The second one that tumbled out of the container onto the counter?
…a heart right into the middle of it.
If that isn’t encouragement for the journey, I don’t know what is.
And all those deadlines? They worked out just fine.