As I prepare myself to go to a city that sucks my soul, I've realized I haven't done a good job the past few months with my self care. Watching friends and family spiral out of control disappearing down the rabbit hole, has allowed me just enough where with all to cling to the edge and not let go. I know what awaits me at the bottom is not a mad hatter & hare happy unbirthday tea party.
Knowing this is half the battle. Now, I just need to muscle up over the edge scoot farther back onto safe ground and recharge. Slowly reclaiming what I obliviously let go of. I just need to get through the upcoming amazing great hellish rollercoaster ride and then into the woods I will go.
Yes, I usually escape into the city that is home for me, but I need more than that at this time. I need to bring it all back to where it is that I am best. The mountains and trails in winter are beautiful and there is no better place for me to refuel.
