Humans of New York

An article tonight about a dog walker in NYC had me thinking about my priorities tonight.

When I don’t get enough sleep, I have a hard time achieving my goals.

I need to be physically active every day. I need to advance my education and skills daily. If I only have enough energy for my 9-5, I start to hate my life. So, off to bed now, for tonight.

Body talk

A surprising lavender sunset
Reward for working late
Working calmly no matter the stimulus
Overload is like a gun to the forehead
Dying from the outside-in
The death a clue

Pushing the boundaries then a surprise recovery day
Sneezing too loud in the atrium
Must be the vitamins
Or the purchase of them

Reflecting on the Weird

It’s possible that it’s not healthy to ponder one’s existence.
But when life gets weird, it’s sort of comforting to know life IS ultimately weird and unexplainable.
Marinating in the weird.

We are wired to action.
We are wired to growth.
We invented capitalism and yoga.
We are a parasite.

Knowing that right actions yield right results. Spotting the inauthenticity.

We have cravings, desires, needs, fears.

Did we ever live in balance with nature? An idle mind is the devil’s playground, and a lot of us have too much leisure.