full

you know those days, those weeks, those chunks of time that are full. and the fullness can be from whatever you want it to be from- meetings, work. emotions, big workout; the fullness is good, right. but there is a definite effect of that full on the days following...

you're not burnt out, you're not exhausted in the normal sense, but there is just something about that fullness. for me the fullness has left me with my head racing, what if'ing, and doing my normal over-analyzation of life and what is going on with my own. because i haven't wrapped my head around anything really, here are the snapshots. because maybe it's okay to take the full parts of life and look at them in pieces. we don't have to have it all figured out. that's part of the fullness, not knowing, not figuring out, continuing to fill up..

| don't sell yourself short | 

on the phone with my dad and he said this to me, an hour later at yoga kate c said these words at the beginning of class. there is no such thing as coincidence. 

| we take turns, love takes turns | 

taking turns. it's no joke. we get to do it every day. we take turns on our mat being super on that day, we take turns with our breath, we take turns with having energy. there is no better feeling than knowing the people in your life who are right there with you taking turns when you are out of breath, out of energy, out of it. 

| your anatomy is your anatomy. your life is your life | 

and then you get to celebrate birthdays at 5:29 AM with a dining room full of yoga mats, 90's music bumping and the most passionate morning abs workout at the herschel house. la vida is full.