So, I sprained my ankle recently - for the second time in a week - and I decided the Universe was telling me that I needed to slow down. I'm trying to do too much and I need to reset.
I do this to myself sometimes. Somehow I've got this idea that being busy means you are valuable, needed, important.
What a load of BS.
I got a healthy dose of perspective today while my wife and I cleaned out the garden. We ripped out weeds, pruned bushes, and re-potted...