I went to the lake house and here is what I did.

Artist: James MacKeow

In the morning,

I drank coffee and watched

the lake turn from charcoal to turquoise.

I scribbled in my notebook

until my anxieties felt seen

and my mind got quiet.

I took Míša for a walk

by the lake

every morning

and every evening.

And in between,

I read book after book

after book.

That’s it, that’s everything.

That’s all I did.

Two of those days I felt like

a boring, waste of space

who will never amount to anything.

Three of those days I felt like

I was living my best life.

- LAURIE MUCHA

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