The last few days have been weird. Weird in the sense of understanding how to adjust to a new lifestyle. It's only been a week since I got back from Iceland but for some weird reason, that felt like ages ago. — I haven't given my body a break in 10 years. My mind - even longer. Omce upon a time, breaks were actually so foreign to me until I was properly introduced and forced to take some during the pandemic. It wasn't easy. But now that I'm finally back home and have absolutely nothing else to worry about, I don't actually know how to deal with being still. — Drake says it best in reverse but going from 100 to 0 ain't easy. It's wild wrapping my head around the fact that I have everything I need for survival (which I had last year, but I had to work for it). Now, things are a little different because levels of survival are handed over to me. I can admit how lucky I am and that I am more than blessed to have a home to come to every night, the best home made food made by mom, siblings ...