Anti-Burnout

[greenstorm]

With all this space around me my emotional self is flexing and stretching. It's like having a set of wings amputated and then growing them back. I can love people again, not fiercely or needily, but like floating or like an unhurried vacation in a new country.

It takes really bad burnout for me to feel like I really don't love anyone or anything; I only spent a little time there this past month, but I did spend a bunch of time close to that edge. Now I can breathe.