This week I've started to finally make a huge effort to get into God's Word each day; and it has been most excellent. It hasn't been nearly as hard as I thought it might be, and I've really enjoyed the time that I get to do it during the day. I've also been making an effort not to be careless with my time. It is so easy for me to come back from Physical Therapy in the mornings and just go back to sleep until noon. But this week (and a little of last week), I've been making the active effort to go down to the gym at my complex and work out at least for a half hour; which I know isn't much, but I feel is a good start from absolutely nothing. As a result, I've found myself feeling a little better about myself throughout the day, and I've been sleeping a LOT better. I used to take hours to fall asleep on a normal school night, but now I'm finding myself just slipping away peacefully with the knowledge that my day has been productive and not a complete waste. I have also been giving myself some "me" time on Sundays. It happened accidentally last Sunday when I was trying to kill a few hours before going to Abbey's bonfire. I ended up at the cafe in the Albertson's by Calvary and then went across the street to Starbucks. I ended up sitting in Starbucks for a good fourish hours, just writing down and organizing my thoughts, thinking things out that I had so long ago filed away to be processed at some later date, and writing various other things. It was well spent time, one that I could easily have spent on Facebook and Youtube, but chose not to. And even then, when I arrived at the beach early, I found a bench and just drank in the smells, the sight, and the sound of the ocean. Taking in the sunset last Sunday evening was a perfect moment in every way, and I felt incredibly cleansed by it.
Its odd how my apartment; never changing, always consistent, can be so absolutely distracting; while being out and about in the world can be so freeing and conducive to productive thought processes. I chose to do the same thing this Sunday. Instead of HAVING to find something to do, something to fill my time; I chose to sit in the plaza at the center of the roundabout in Old Town Orange after lunch to just read and think. And now I'm repeating my stint at Starbucks, albeit for a shorter period of time than last week. I can't help but feel a bit freed. I've been encouraged to continue my daily readings of the Bible by this week's success, and I greatly look forward to making Sunday afternoons into a weekly chance to stop and think, to stop and clear my mind, to stop and process the thoughts that I can so easily store away for months at a time.
Today has felt successful. I think we're meant to disconnect and stop for a while every now and then. I feel good.
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