between being better to myself and feeling guilty. I know that it is good to do things for myself, but I also start feeling that nagging guilt coming along for the ride. It’s so important to do things for me, even if they are the simplest of things. Sometimes it’s hard to find the time, but I look for small moments to call mine.

I was walking back to work from a luncheon down the road a few blocks and I truly enjoyed it. The sky was cloudy and the air wasn’t as stifling as it’s been. I took each breath as if they were vital to clearing out the stress lodged inside. The mountains were tinted blue and the breeze felt wonderful. It was a small moment of me time and it felt great.