i was trying to decide whether or not to go to my meditation class/service thing this morning. i’ve had a cold, do i feel well enough to go, am i still contagious?
Suddenly i realized i don’t want to go. No, really, i don’t want to.
So i’m going for a walk on the beach. Feels like playing hooky, but that feels good. Woohoo!!
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Walking on the beach whenever you feel like it sounds great.
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Sometimes playing hooky is the best thing for one’s spirit. Enjoy your walk on the beach!
‘nilla
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The pictures are breathtaking and reminded me to exhale. I’m so glad you gave yourself permission and space to do what you needed today. Love you ❤️
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