It is Tuesday, late afternoon as I write this. I am in bed, haven't crawled out of bed yet, other than to get food, or to go to the bathroom.

I am completely fine with that. In fact, it is perfect.

I have a busy travel day tomorrow, and the day after I will probably relax again.

Relaxing in bed doesn't mean I don't do anything. I have done a lot, in fact. The advantage of being a writer is that you can write wherever you want, including in your bed :)

These quiet times are essential for me. I recharge my batteries, sleep a lot and hopefully the next day I feel perfect again.

And my journey through self-care last month taught me how good that is for me :)