As anticipated, the week has been 'robust.'
The contrast between the cottage calm of not having anywhere else to be for an extended fourteen days, and the city chaos of fitting in twelve 'appointments' in four and a half days could not be more sharply defined. And since one of those 'appointments' was for two recommended-for-my-age-group vaccines, by yesterday I was feeling rather whooped. In the fog and frenzy I even double booked myself and failed to communicate my absence to one of the parties, which caused some concern, and did not feel good at all.
'All the bookings' are of my own doing, needful and productive, and largely (needles notwithstanding) highly enjoyable. Also, I find it important to stay mindful of who I am and how I respond when things are more demanding. It can provide insights to explore and be shaped by.
Still. I woke up this morning glad for Friday and glad that this robust week is winding down just a bit.
Soon enough I can be back to where a state of calm focus can produce good and thoughtful work, where there can be more emphasis on input than output for a bit, and where I can focus my energies on what is important but not urgent.
Meanwhile, a sunrise walk helps reset perspectives.
Yes, even in the city.
And for this I am new-mercies grateful.
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