I’m plum-tuckered out. This week was bright and thrilling from start to finish, leaving me fully charged with a pounding heart and a big smile.
It’s exhausting, being happy. 🙂
My days and weeks are very predictable. Some would say boring. But I’ve grown to love the rhythm of my life.
But I do wonder how it is that these routine moments continue to delight me so after years? I’ve not tired one bit of the everyday sights and sounds; instead I grow more and more excited by them. I find the consistency terribly comforting.
But sleep is demanding my attention at the moment – tomorrow is an early start and a very long run.
Springing forward an hour means Tuesday comes that much more quickly.
I love Tuesdays.