In recent months, I’ve let my routine slip.
The voices were quiet for a while. Then I heard a knock at the door. I opened it just a crack. Before I realized what was happening, excuses flooded my world. It’s cold this winter. You’re busy at work. J is pregnant. You can do it tomorrow.
I should have ignored them, and put in the work anyway. But I didn’t. So it’s time to begin again.