The moment I started doing what my body was asking me to do I started living so much better
My body asks me to rest at different times than my job does
:'(
Sounds like a good argument for moving to a new time zone while staying in the same job, working remotely. Or finding a new remote job in a different time zone in the opposite direction. Whichever doesn’t land you in the middle of an ocean, unless I guess it would put you on a lovely island with good internet
My body wishes to perish, but I can only give into that desire once; so I’ll hold of for now
Technically speaking you’re always perishing a little
We’re dying every day since we are born. Or conceived I suppose.
I think, that’s starting to happen only after 25-ish years of age. Until that moment your body is developing.
Your body is still constantly dying a little. Even as a child your cells continuously renew.
Cells - die, yes. But the body as a whole - not, it’s developing.
It’s developing by dying and regrowing.
Your body can have a little perishing, as a treat
When I first understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me.
Snorkmimi Land would be a great instance name
I miss that pleasure. Insomnia sucks. Going to sleep and staying asleep takes so much effort. Thanks for ruining my sleep, ME/CFS.
