I’ve been really stressed lately. (Who hasn’t?) And most of the time, when I’m stressed, I also get really forgetful (who doesn’t?). But I don’t mean I walk into a room and forget why I’m there forgetful. I mean, I turn on the water for a shower and then leave the house in my towel. (That hasn’t happened yet, but honestly, it’s only a matter of time.)
So, imagine my surprise, as I was taking notes during a call, I looked down and saw that I had written “take some time to travel.” Your guess is as good as mine about what that actually was about. I have no idea what it was in reference to or if someone had even said it. I’m not sure why I even wrote it down.
But in some small way, I want to believe that my brain was urging me to do something for me (for once). It was all like, hey, Bailey, it’s your brain talking. I know, I know, I named myself. How cool is that? Anyway, you’re working me way too hard. Why don’t we get out of here for awhile?
And I will be this weekend. Getting out for here awhile, that is. And I think, at least this is what my brain says, that’s exactly what I need.
And hey. Someone has to be looking out for you. It might as well be… you.