I picked out some colored pencils and printed several mystical mandalas for some meditative grown-up coloring. I got bored after a few of them
Nuu, I am starting to think nothing is inherently wrong or effed up about us. I think its conditioning and warped, delusional perception. And maybe the lack of patience and self-compassion, and self-acceptance that weighs us down and pressures us to constantly work on ourselves and change.
When I get stuck in a rut it helps to break habit, break routine, do something unusual, something brave