Shot across the bow.

Joseph Yu

Yesterday my body rose and revolted against me, letting me know how seriously it felt about its physical and mental fatigue.

Blindsiding me while at my day job to capture the highest level of drama.

While I prefer to limit my drama intake to Dish or Netflix, its point was dually noted.

Tooth and nail yesterday I obeyed, resting, an oddity of late for me.

Feeling a bit of a trader for not reading and commenting but the reality is, it would be much worse trying to do so from the crypt.

I do poorly being told what to do, not that I am uncooperative, just used to cutting my own pathway without awaiting instruction.

Up until now, it has served me very well, or so I thought. I realized while in rest prison yesterday, that I may not be paying attention to the very voice I often write about.

Old habits die hard, I’m no fool fully realizing I need to unlearn and teach myself to show kindness to myself as well as others.

I suspect I am not alone in this oversight so I ask you to take a minute to ask yourself what you need.

Just listen and I am sure you will get an indication.

I will be doing the same alongside you.