I was laying on my floor today. Sometimes it’s nice to do that. Get a different perspective. See the world from the ground as opposed to 5 feet off of it. For some reason lying on the ground makes me think. The entirety of the front of my body facing outer space and my back glued to the floor by gravity. We all want life to seem complicated but it’s all so simple.
Our massive human brains over think. We constantly feel. It’s exhausting. But it’s simple.
I’m exhausted of the simplicity. Of the simple chaos.
