Living each day much muchier
Are you like me? Sometimes I get to the end of a day of fixing problems for pay and the decision about what to have for dinner (let alone making it) is too hard. In itself, dinner isn’t difficult. A glass of wine in one hand and a sprinkle of truffle salt in the other? Lovely! But on top of everything else at the end of a long day? Ugh. Too much.
Then comes a feeling of guilt about it being too much. It’s dinner. It’s a super basic thing we all do to stay alive. Everyone else does it. I don’t even have kids to care for. What’s wrong with me? Am I lazy? Entitled?
There’s a popular Buzzfeed article doing the rounds right now that connects the lethargy millenials have toward #adulting and burnout. Not burnout from overdoing, necessarily (though sometimes that too) but largely from an overload of connectivity, saturation of information and the constant demon’s pitchfork of personal productivity. All. The. Time.
Do you feel this? Life is relentless input and drive. Work boundaries blur and every spare moment is soaked in scrolling. Every spare hour is reading or watching or meeting up or making.
It quickly gets to a point where you stop functioning altogether and your brain just says ‘error, file not found’ over the simplest things.
If I believed the magazines, yoga, running, aromatherapy bubble baths and avocado masks would help me switch off, but I’d honestly rather save the money and try less input.
I lie on a mat on the floor. More often than not, a cat will come and sit beside me or on my chest and purr. It looks like brokenness, but actually, I think it’s sanity. If you lie on the floor, eventually your brain stops spinning and the world stops screaming and there is only your breath and the moment. It’s unaugmented experience. It’s actual rest.
So, I carve out time for nothing. I make space for silence.
Then, maybe, I’ll make dinner.
The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.”
I feel like that a lot.
Yep, dinner is constantly an issue. I think because as u say it’s at the end of the day and ur just over making a decision.
Some other cultures put more emphasis on having a main meal earlier in the day, before too much stimuli. Traditionally Aussies dine big at the end of the day which is when – as you say Laura – we are mentally exhausted from overload of info and connectivity. I think the problem can be resolved by having an extremely well paid job which allows you to each out every night. Simple really! 🙂