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Turning depression to contentment

Photo by me. Thanks to unknown neighbor for the reminder.

Confession: somedays, I don’t love my work as a writer.

Overall it’s amazing, and I feel blessed.

But there are also times it feels isolating, uninspiring, draining, and on and on…

COVID has certainly added to the feeling of isolation, and even depression at times.

And comparing myself to others who look more successful doesn’t help, but it’s a hard habit to break.

A couple of weeks ago I woke up with that low feeling, and I just decided to focus first and foremost on being good to myself.

I had stuff to do, but I knew if I didn’t deal with what was happening inside, it wasn’t gonna go well. Or be any fun.

So I went out for an early jog/walk, not just around my neighborhood as usual, but actually got my butt in the car and drove over to the park on the river.

There are miles of trails, and an area I really enjoy tucked behind a big stand of evergreens about a mile long.

The sun was shining,

some people were out, but not too many,

and I got to enjoy both sweeping vistas and hidden backwoods nature.