The Value in Retreat.

I've been weirdly preoccupied with my health stresses and financial strains. I haven't been sleeping well, I struggle to read or create because of pain or my scattered mind.

Today I took a couple hours to just retreat. I went for a long, long walk in the pouring rain down mostly empty streets. I didn't even bring music. I needed to just get outside my head. To smell wet pavement, to hear splashes and feel raindrops on my face.

I walked for hours depsite the pain in my legs and hips. I just couldn't stop. Couldn't turn around. I ended up at a cute little Sushi place that I have visited onced before.

I played sad solo diner, except it was oddly comfortable. I drank warm cleansing green tea. I had a bowl of healing miso. I enjoyed some lovely fresh sushi rolls. I sat quietly, taking in flavours and scents and watching beads of water roll down the window.

There is value in retreat. In quiet. In disappearing for a while.

I feel a bit better.

I feel refreshed.