I misread your envy for dreams aloud

I am not good at this consistency thing, am I?

On the bright side, I have been doing a lot better, both physically and mentally, since I last wrote. A lot of the old habits I found myself wistfully lusting over have found their way back to me and I have started logging my food intake and measuring my physical activity again; I did this consistently for over a year and a half during my early 20s and it’s something I really missed so I am glad to have finally re-established the pattern. Overall, I feel like I simply make decisions that are better for my overall health when I’m actively holding myself accountable. Aside from being more engaged in my physical health, I have continued to indulge myself in reading with the same level of ferocity that I did during those halcyon college years and it has once again proved to be an amazing respite from the real world.

Rebuilding all of these old habits hasn’t been easy, but it has been worth it. I’m still not 100% of the way to where I would like to be, but I’m continually inching closer to matching my behavioral reality up to my behavioral ideal. Once I feel like I’m more stable in my effective use of my free time and my health habits, I think the next thing I’ll move onto tackling will be realigning myself financially: it’s been awhile since I’ve looked at my budget and savings/debt management habits in earnest, so I suppose it’s time to do that.

My little life optimization project aside, I am keenly awaiting falling temperatures. I am ready for long nights, short days and the feeling that of being safely ensconced in a world on the precipice of transforming into something with more beauty and promise than the sweat-soaked days of summer ever could.