back to basics

This month was a hell of a month. Moving house proved to be a difficult task both mentally and physically, but what stood out was that I had to leave out all my habits.

I was drained, with no energy, at the end of each day.

This led me to refusing to workout, to read, to meditate.
An almost entire month with a big pause button on it.

How was it? Hard. The habits did a lot to keep me sane, and although from the outside I might have appeared like “Normal” I was quite the opposite.

Today I got back to workout and writing and it feels like I’m cleaning myself. Such a strange feeling.
It’s as if all the habits I built were a way to keep me clean, a way to continue being better.

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