Sometimes, I would sit in my car for maybe 10 minutes after I am parked at my apartment's parking lot.
And for that short 10 minutes, I was empty... well sort of.
When I am doing Yoga, somehow, my mind focuses on the peaceful and the positive. My meditation after massive pretzeling my body to unknown limits was always, an awesome moment.
I don't meditate to corny inspirational music (Enya kind of... annoys me) or to white noise even.
But the occasional 10 minutes in the car was truly a moment when all I can feel is...
I did not even know what I was thinking about. It's always a mix of blah this and blah that...
In short, an empty recount of everything.
Mr. Probably -Would -Be - Boyfie - Husband-If -It-Works-That-Is told me that I might be exhausted.
Exhausted with work.
Also exhausted of being exhausted, constantly. The only workout that I have strength for nowadays would be Yoga. I only have time for cardio and weights on Sundays.
Not that it is much of a problem. I seemed to be losing weight anyway.
I think it is this empty... state of mind.
I need something to excite me, to make me more passionate towards life. My Life.