What's crazy is that it's never too late to change things, never too late to make new habits, never too late to look around and say, hot damn, this is really great and let's make it even better. After a night playing cards and laughing with friends, waking up in my own cozy bed with puppy and husband was never sweeter. And then getting up, having lemon water, then coffee (with milk in it!) and now, finally, hours later, a smoothie in lieu of toast, I'm sitting pretty in the middle of my own life and just marveling at how good I feel today, how gorgeous it is outside, how great it is to be here.
Good to be here. Click on the below and leave it playing in the background, then you'll hear the very same Digable Planets song that's running through my head on repeat this morning, running behind and under everything I see and think and hear. It's good to be here.
So, here on Day 17,912 of my existence, I'm feeling great. I'm not eating toast for breakfast and I'm feeling great.
It's totally possible to shift your habits, to make a break with the past, to start fresh, no matter what day you're on, #9 or #17,192. We forget, heads down, just getting through day to day, working toward the weekend, toward vacation, toward freedom, but we have it all all the time, in every moment, this potential to shake off that false sense of bondage and revel in the kick-ass gift of being here, right here, right now.
It's good to be here. Good to be here.