My orchid, the botanical equivalent of a rescue puppy on life support, is growing new roots. I’m taking this as a sign that I, too, can overcome any obstacle (like, say, getting out of bed).
Highlight of the day? A nap. A solid, one-hour nap. Happy hour is on the horizon.
I’m actively practicing gratitude, which mostly involves reminding myself that I have a roof, food, and people who tolerate me.
Let’s not talk about the dumpster fire happening just down the road. Focus on the orchid, people. Focus on the orchid.