I wanted to share a little moment I had yesterday when a friend said:

“You are so strange with your time. I don’t get it.”

She’s referring to me having boundaries about what I choose to do when. I am deliberate, and exact.

It would take me too long to explain to her why I do things the way I do… but it gave me a moment of joy to know that she notices… and that the way I do things works for me.

Constraints bring freedom.

And freedom brings joy.

The end.

Thanks, Brooke. 🙂