You know what happens when I don’t post or comment on Facebook for 24 hours?
I want to write elsewhere.
So let’s reclaim that part of me, too. I am a writer. It’s a thing I do that has value for me.
So is exercising. This morning I did situps and squats with hand weights, and it felt good. Really good. Justin commented that I was walking differently when I got dressed this morning. I stood and paced during a meeting today and felt more at home in my body than I have in a long time. Let’s reclaim that.
I made dinner last night. Chicken thighs, turnips, parsnips, carrots, and mushrooms made into a stew/soup stuff, based on this recipe. Tasty. We ate it all. Reclaimed.
I have a novel on my bedside table. I’ve read some of it. Fiction. In print. Reading. Reclaimed.
I knit a cat toy — just a little stuffed squid — for Steve a few nights ago. Reclaimed.