One Apple A Day #343
I skipped my daily apple for five days.
It may seem nothing, what are five days in a life.
And to be honest, I didn’t feel the absence of my morning writing ritual.
Last days have been packed with so many things that it was as if my life was suspended.
A sort of vacation from my daily routine.
Though, this morning I feel it.
I can sense the symptoms due to the prolonged absence of my daily apples.
My mind, my body, my heart and my soul they all are sluggish.
Words don’t flow out naturally. They crawl out, letter by letter, struggling to find their place on the white page.
But through this struggle, I can feel the energy coming back. Each word forms a bit smoother than the one before. It is a rewarding feeling to realise that this lengthy process made of baby daily steps it’s changing me at a point that, even if I skipped a week, I could quickly get back to my groove.
This is the power of constant daily practice.