“How do you know when it’s time to unplug? What do you do to make it happen?”
I know it’s time to unplug when I begin to get easily irritated… you know, when the little inconveniences start to feel like big, mountain sized mole hills… the kind of mole hill you’d find in a storybook… and it’s all just falling apart… except it really isn’t, it’s just a split glass of milk. This, this, is when I know I need to unplug, power down, and reset.
And how do I make it happen? Well, this is gonna sound so cliche, but my husband. He takes over watching the kids and fur babies, so I can walk away and shower, nap, write, breath, whatever I need and just be without… without life and its responsibilities, the weight of the world, or worry and anxiety about what has to be done… because this is my time to just exist in silence and nothingness. To be free and clear minded. To live like I’m not me and I’m a bird who can fly through the sky anywhere I want, anytime I want… with no chains of obligations and deadlines holding me down. And I couldn’t be more grateful for him for gifting me this break from reality because without it, I would quite literally be a walking ball of stress and tension. And that might just drive me insane, 😉.

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