I have felt noticeably depleted lately and realized the space where action ceases has been absent. I have had little time to do nothing, or little time to do what I really want to do.
In being overly "busy," I notice a marked difference in my ability to absorb my present surroundings and navigate my actions through intuition and feeling which has led to feeling out of touch. So many people have written about the "busy" problem in our society, but in many of articles, the topic is pitched as a phenomenon controlled by the individual, whereas I believe this is mistargeted. Working ten hour + days keeps you hooked in to this spiral of having not quite enough time to decompress. But because everyone else seems to be doing it (in my group of friends, in my city, in my socioeconomic class), it is veiled as normal and expected. Working hard is respectable and honorable, yet it can clearly lead to burn out. I thought summer would lend itself to a natural balance, and it has in some ways. Still though, it is evident I'm responsible for resurrecting that balance myself...
