It is going, as it should! Trying not to think too much - as possible - if it’s going well, if it’s going not well. Soon I’m turning 33 and recently I’m finding myself thinking about… numbers. Age, years, hours, lengths, weights and such, so it’s kind of stressing me out a little. As much as I’d let it all just flow and accept these thoughts, I’m trying to counterbalance this force that’s pushing me down by exercising, mostly running and walking barefoot, which is something I’ve recently found out (oh wow, I have feet!) and that feels so liberating and reconnecting.

I’m simultaneously living in the moment and feeling detached from it! Does it make sense?

I also started reading (third loop) again The Dark Tower saga by King, and this is probably why I’m speaking in tongues right now