While I was taking my shower at 8 this morning a simple truth suddenly hit me.
So after breakfast (fruits, honey, Soya milk and a very strong espresso) and after getting dressed (I usually dress very well when I need to pull myself together) I went into my library and searched for an old worn-out book, The Conquest of Happiness, London, George Allen & Unwin, 1930.
I read aloud the very well known passage I was looking for:
“One of the symptoms of approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one’s work is terribly important, and that to take a holiday would bring all kinds of disaster”.
[Bertrand Russell, 1930]
Well, I won’t take a holiday because I’m having too much fun, but I’ll slow down a bit and start yoga.