It has been 2 going on 3 weeks since we’ve returned from the Alps. Just this past weekend we were away riding as well. As a result, all week long I have been in a bit of a funk. I think it’s a trip hangover.
The work week has been absolutely dragging like a boat anchor around my neck. Every hour, every minute I sit in my office chair feels like a meaningless eternity. I’m scared that I’m wishing time away by looking forward to the next great thing.
Because the last few weeks have been so fun I feel like I’m losing sight of the greatness that happens day to day. I need to regain a better perspective before I go off the edge completely.
Does this ever happen to you?