Icy Isn’t So Bad

Day Zero Project

I equate rationality to a pitcher of ice water.

I’ve been locked into emotion, solely, for the last 18 Fridays.

Not anymore.

Picture the figurative pitcher of ice water being dumped over my head.
Waking me up.
Sending a rush of life through my veins.

I am not an emotional being by nature.
Time to stop working against myself, and start working with myself instead.

Loving that part of me as flawlessly as the other is of the utmost importance,
if it can be done.

It’s good to be back.

Love,
Amanda