(New morning reading/writing/coffee drinking nook.)
When I first decided to move in with Jen’s, I had this sort of vision of what the rest of my summer would be like - yoga in the backyard in the morning; long, meandering walks to the post office, coffeeshop, and/or grocery store around noon; afternoons at my desk in my sunny bedroom; starry nights around the campfire in the backyard.
(This is the new backyard in which I (sometimes) do yoga.)
And it’s kind of been like that…one thing I’ve noticed about myself, however, is that when I move, when my environment is disrupted, my habits are disrupted, too. I love structure but I hate routine, so it’s been a bit of a challenge, getting back into the daily schedule of things.
(Meditation space/altar and book nook (I’m liking the word “nook” lately, kay? Leave it alone!)