Staying sane or trying to

 Here we are,  close to 8 months in, of what I like to call a glimpse of early retirement, which I am no where near ready for.  Staying sane or trying to is what my goals seem to be these days.  Write that book, not inspired, do that new training, not inspired, do it anyway? I simply don’t know.  Reading, walking, yoga, good food, tv seems to consume my days.  Never been in prison, but I guess we all have a bit of a peek into what it is like when you are controlled in the sense of what you can and can’t do.  I think what ways so heavy on us all, is no purpose, trying to stay patient, coming into remainIng grateful for all that we have, for we have so much more than others.  There are good days and days filled with anxiety, do all the things they say to do, breath, herbs, be and so it shall pass and so it shall pass, Namaste to us all. Love will win in the end and we will be ok, we shall overcome, this I know to be true, remembering it is another thing.  The life... cray cray isn’t it...