No matter how many times I remind myself that work and rest are part of the same cycle, I still forget.
It’s not that I am so caught up in productivity that I refuse to rest.
And it’s not that I think that my value lies in my work.
It’s that I literally forget that doing a lot of things a lot of days in a row makes me tired.
So at the end of a flurry of busy days, I find it weird to be tired and my brain wanders off in search of the reason why.
And then, when realization dawns, I have a good laugh at myself and take some downtime.
Brains are weird creatures.