It is easy to become busy with the lists that we masterfully curate.
We become so familiar with the velocity of our lives that when our bodies decide to slow down; when the alarm clocks fail; when the smell of coffee cannot stir us — We awaken with a sense of dread because we feel that time has been wasted.
The quiet days are for growth. The days you needed rest; sat in stillness pondering your own thoughts. These days…
