From Sarah’s writing prompt today:
When was the last time you felt an adrenaline rush? What did you do? What did you feel? How did time change? What was the thing that prompted the adrenaline rush?
My adrenaline surges just before holidays/vacations.
Scrambling to get everything done, improve everything at once, cram things in, cleaning, etc.
I never get it all done. It just has to be left and picked back up upon return.
Then there’s writing, trying to close loops, finish posts I’ve been writing for a long time, trying to force the story so I can just go relax on holiday.
Time becomes pressurized. I feel tight. And it is harder to breathe or feel like there’s space or generosity for me to give anymore.
I’m still coming down from the last adrenaline rush, trying to close loops still, end projects, make room for the new. Perhaps it’s possible.
I need that space. I feel like that’s where having a life exists, in the space.