No immediate photo sessions, nothing waiting to be edited, no planes to hop aboard. The month of May has been relatively empty thus far, and it's been a nice breath of fresh air. You know, time to cook new recipes, time to paint my nails, time to (sort of) clean the apartment. Time to relax.
I'm always amazed at the people who maintain never-ending, jam-packed schedules. The people who are going one million miles per hour, each and every hour of the day. Because my brain and my body absolutely can't operate like that forever. I love time to myself, time to relax, time to be introspective and creative and, sometimes, just really lazy.
And I love having the opportunity to grow bored. It gives me time to crave and truly appreciate the next surge of busy-ness.