![]() ![]() It grabs you by the shoulders, pushes you down and puts it's foot on your chest yelling: “REST YOU BIG DOPE!” Like part of a lullaby sung by, if I had my choice, Julie Andrews.īut when your body has had enough, and renders you bed-bound it does not sing it to you softly. I think now more than ever most of us are working hard to achieve some sort of balance in our saturated (wonderful) lives, but we often still don't take enough time to just rest. We make ourselves un-stoppable as a way of life, and while this has it's benefits, it is not always healthy. We have made a lifestyle of multi-tasking, over-achieving and making ourselves available to what we do at all available costs. My 'it' keeps me running pretty fast and I don't have much time or use for being sick (I mean, who does?), but what I find kind of amazing in these moments is that something can stop us. I am not sick very often and certainly cannot remember the last time I was bed-bound (which is lucky!), that it feels very strange to be out of it for even just a few days. Like full-on been in bed the whole day, don't know what time it even is home sick. Image from Shel Silverstein’s “Where the Sidewalk Ends” ![]()
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