A quiet moment

Today I feel a resentment to work. I’m tired without inspiration. I want to go back to bed. Back to sleep. Usually I love my work, to dig into it. Figure out what the next step should be. What should I do? The diversity of the task I perform.

And then, sometimes, these days comes when I lost the feeling. It’s not there to support me. It’s a struggle. I try to be kind to myself. No force to get back to the flow and joy. It doesn’t work.

Instead I take a quiet moment. Releasing the tension in my body. Letting go for a while.