Go within or go without. This is some of my dads favorite advice. When I was a kid I hated it. I wanted to BE out, forever. For always. Time proved Dad to be right though. I didn’t go within and eventually went without. Heard ya, Dad! So I’m taking the day to catch up with myself and recharge from my desert journey. No cooking, no cleaning, no worrying about anyone’s needs beyond my own. If I hadn’t needed to go pick up my taco in public I think I may have boycotted pants today too. Going inward is a pants free endeavor. Better yet, it is a different trip for everybody. What we find in there determines how we perceive the outer world, how we connect with others and ultimately the quality of our life. It casts rainbows and shadows on all that is external. Inward I go!
Day 204: I ordered take out tacos and a legit green juice without some chaos dose of sugar in it from Veracruz. 1 pablano migas taco with the greenest juice they had… and of course I forgot the name of it. A++