That's me today. A dry tickle in my throat has turned to a cough and a cold. Plenty of re-grooving going on inside and outside of the teeny vardo. Adjusting to a new place, getting the lay of the land and the scheme of people and place; a cold is sometimes just the slack I need to give myself 'permission' to stop for awhile. Did I attract the cold bug or did my body just wear down?
How do you give yourself permission to stop?
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