Waking up at the beginning of the work week is always hard. I long to stay in bed for a few more hours, but it’s just impossible. Just need to wait until the weekend once again. Time to handle workplace dramas once again, and the small details that accompanies them. I went to bed a little earlier than normal though, so I’m a little more awake than usual.
This past weekend welcomed good things…I celebrated my birthday, and I’m communicating with my poetry therapy community again. I joined a group list which lasts for 2 months, and it involves weekly poetry promps and sharing. I’m looking forward to starting, since I enjoy talking with my poetry therapy group regularly.