Oh, Sunday night. You bring me such conflicting emotions.
I used to dread you. Because you marked the end of the weekend and the beginning of my return to corporate America.
I am no longer anxious about the week ahead; rather, I am grateful for the week behind.
Scratch that. I am grateful for the hours, the minutes, the seconds to soak up everything this world has to offer.
I went out running today. Not to escape my reality like I’ve been guilty of doing before, but to appreciate the realness of little things.
The world will move on…with or without me. I’m either in the moment or I’m not.
I don’t always pause to recognize the beauty that beckons me every step of the journey.
I did today.