breathe in deeply and let your mind return to your body.

the last eight years went by in a blink.
not because those years were empty
I just lived them all in the future

every day was a rehearsal for some version of tomorrow or the next day.
I’ve been so busy making my future life perfect,
that life was quietly happening without me.
REMINDER: the present isn’t a stepping stone … it’s the whole. damn. thing.