For a long while I have stumbled my way towards relaxation. Many posts speak about desiring it.
Finally, it seems upon a stony beach with throngs of sand I find it.
I look at this body of mine.
I close my eyes. The smell of Karth, its beautiful stench, tingles the baubles of my guts. I cannot escape that city, yet nor do I wish.
My written language is a world I rarely experience. Even a man whose job is to live within that world finds himself drawn away.
Bullet chess calls me. Scrolling on reddit calls me.
My emotional and physical health is still surprisingly low. I think looking after those two things is desirable, now. And I am in a position to know what might be too much.
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After a long and winding journey, I have finally stumbled upon the key to relaxation. Countless articles and posts have expressed the desire for it, but it eluded me for some time.
But now, here I stand on a stony beach, surrounded by the masses of sand, and I feel it wash over me. I take a moment to gaze upon my body, then close my eyes, savoring the pungent aroma of Karth that dances within me. Though I cannot escape the city, I have no desire to do so.
As a writer, I am rarely able to fully immerse myself in the world of words. Even someone whose livelihood depends on it can find themselves pulled away by the allure of bullet chess or scrolling through Reddit.
Yet, I recognize the importance of taking care of my emotional and physical well-being, and I am now in a position to discern what might be too much. It is time to prioritize these aspects of my life.
