Day 11

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Finished on: Page 272
Pages read: 12

I can’t believe I heard Andrea Bocelli live the same year that he inaugurated the Winter Olympics and, now, the World Cup.

Mexico-South Africa is the first match, and as someone who has a deep love for Mexico, I cried when mariachi played in celebration of the World Cup’s first goal. I wasn’t planning on investing too much time into this year’s event, but the cultural pride displayed within 12 minutes took me by surprise.

I plan on reading during half-time as I attempt to fix a crooked day. I’m currently at 12 pages. I’m laughing as I write this, and I’m working on accepting low page counts. As I wrote in yesterday’s post, at least I’m reading.

To be completely honest, I’m burnt out in the areas of my life that are maintained by this blog, and everything that I love. When I go through phases of rush and fatigue, dragged on by excessive tasks that I know I shouldn’t have committed to, I fail to give the energy I have left to the things I love. They deserve better, I tell myself in a perpetual cycle.

Reading is definitely the way to decompress, unwind, and disconnect. And I know that I don’t need a sunny afternoon and five hours cleared from my schedule to open my book. I’m definitely learning that this month. However, the burn in my eyes and the weight beneath my brow tell me that I won’t be able to read before I finally get some sleep.

But today is proof in itself. I have found balance. I woke up at 5:50, had coffee with my partner and watched John Oliver’s latest episode, worked, and now I’m watching the World Cup with the same person I began my day with. All while writing this, and planning to read during half-time.

Reading in June is definitely helping, even if today’s count is 12.

Pages left: 48

I just need an hour without disruptions or frequent breaks.