One of those nights when the screen looks too bright, no matter how bright it is. One of those nights when writing something was like getting out of bed on a freezing cold day off.
I’m in a pretty good mood, I just have a headache. I’m excited to say that I’ve had a shift in the last 24 hours. Instead of wanting to feel different, I actually do. I’ve been able to focus on empowerment instead of being a victim of the universe. I’ve been able to remember that I’m blessed to be able to have this experience. I’m alive and I’m breathing and every single moment is a moment to choose.
I can choose my perspective.
It’s not a long post, but I’m going to choose the perspective from laying down with a cold washcloth over my eyes.