I’m late
I’m late
Little white rabbit running over my skin
Pulling me into
The game of panic
Busy is as busy does
And I’m not having any
Of
That cortisol rush dished up
On automatic
*this is how I cope with busy these days
By ignoring it
Everything will still get done
And actually more efficiently
We need somewhere more stable then the mind to hang our jacket
I hang mine on routine
On carefully chosen habit
I get up early
I run for an hour
And then because my dogs are large and function better as angels one by one
I walk each of them 2 km
Separately
And we chat while we walk
(Well I do)
Then I water the garden
Three hours after I get up
I eat breakfast in the sun
Then I begin work in the office
Two hours exercise
1 hour feeding the garden
Myself to myself
The white rabbit only wins when I don’t have this time
How we begin our days is important because it sets up for the rest of the hours to come
How do you start your day?
*also I just realised that some may not have read Alice in Wonderland…which is where my white rabbit analogy springs from.
