I have too many balls in the air, people. Too many. Last night my dream was of a juggler- juggling all my stuff.
I have all these amazing opportunities at my feet right now, but instead of being amazed and grateful I feel overwhelmed and anxious. And even my go-to stress relieving activity, running, is no longer stress relieving. I have a half marathon coming up in 17 days, I am recovering from an injury and not sure if I'll be able to finish the run, let alone start it. So when I run, instead of focusing on the activity and letting my mind go- I fret over each step, my time and the distance.
I know this is how life works, that things happen when they happen. But for a planner like me, I am feeling swept away.
It's fascinating how our dreams can reflect our life sometimes. Not my dreams certainly, as mine are always just a mess of insanity, but I loved this connection between your dreaming and real life.
ReplyDeleteMy husband and I are constantly asking each other when we are going to make some serious headway on our goals, when we are finally going to feel like we can sit and watch a movie without thinking of the million things we are NOT doing while watching it. That time has to come someday, right?
I hope you are able to figure things out with the marathon. And I look forward to the time when running will be something I look forward to instead of forcing myself to do it because I know it's good for me. :)