I took this picture last weekend up at my uncles’ because I love taking shots from different perspectives – different angles. Everything has a unique look depending on how you look at it. I see something as weathered as this old post – part of the fence going into the orchard – and I find it beautiful.
I came back home from our weekend up north feeling quite refreshed and invigorated, which as a writer is very important. The snow is gone and Spring seems to finally be finding her footing at long last. The last few weeks have been stressful but hopefully that too will pass.
I haven’t been able to workout this week. My body is not playing nice with me so I’m listening to it and resting it for now. I’ve had to adjust my eating a little to compensate for the lack of workouts. It’s frustrating. I’ve been anything but consistent the last few weeks (last week was a great one for workouts) but in the bigger picture, my workouts haven’t had the intensity they should. But there’s always tomorrow. There’s always another day.
Writing-wise, I’m plugging away slowly but surely. It just seems there is never enough time in a day before I have to go to sleep and then wake up and do it all over again. And sometimes I feel like I never get enough sleep to get me through the day.
But that’s life, isn’t it?
It’s how you look at it and what you take from it.
I choose to see the beauty in it whether I accomplish all the things I plan or not.
It’s all a matter of perspective.