I had a very clear idea for tonight's post in my head (it was there throughout the whole day too) but I can't for the life of me remember what it was.
It's been a really long week. I was in bed just now when I realized I needed to write tonight. I moved to Austin 5 days ago and I've been juggling so many balls, a couple are falling. I can't do it all.
And that's okay. It doesn't mean I'm lazy or that I suck. It just means that I moved, and there's a lot of little things to take care of when one moves, and they add up really quickly. Next week will be simpler.
I can stop and take some time too. The sky won't fall if I don't take care of my entire to-do list all at once. It's okay to take breaks.
It's okay to rest.