Sometimes (if I’m lucky) I have the opportunity to lay down and rest in the middle of the day (especially lucky if it happens to be a weekday). As I lay down hoping to fall asleep my exhaustion hits me and I’m always a bit caught off guard.
Before I laid down I told myself that I was basically fine. But the truth is it’s always exactly what my body needs even though my mind doesn’t come to terms with that fact until I’m lying down.
My mother often tells me to get rest and I often tell other people to get rest but truthfully I’ve just begun to listen. So far, for me, the benefits have been quite significant. The most important being the belief that I have more time than I ever thought I would have and life just might be a bit easier going forward.