It’s been a heady day already. I woke up at 4am with my stomach turning.
Tonight is another full moon. I thought about what Smiling Buddha had said to me in Bali. One day before, during, and one day after the full moon, it’s hard to sleep. So far, this seems accurate.
The tranquility I thought I had created and the inner “okayness” I was feeling was foundational and yet momentary. I was very happy being in London, taking a pause.
Then I started working crazy hours in preparation for London Fashion Week. I started to feel the memories and imprint of burnout creeping my up on me. I needed to slow down.
Then I received a note from my management company trying to evict me for AirBNB’ing my apartment, though the language wasn’t quite clear. I took down the posting. Continue reading Everything catches up to you