sometimes i get frustrated when i’m at a low point in drive, inspiration, or general productivity, but phases— highs, lows, and in betweens— are an inevitable feature of life. wouldn’t it be mundane if things were perfect all the time, if we didn’t have something to strive for. there are phases where i listen to music nonstop, phases when i’m into podcasts. phases when i work out and cook for myself, and phases when i eat out every day. phases when i want to go out every night and phases where i just want to be alone. a life lived cyclically is not a life i want to live, and i think at a point we need to allow ourselves to be in the off phases in order to succeed in the great ones. i’m trying to be better to not beat myself up when i’m not at my very best, because how can we be expected to maintain perfection in a world of constant change.
”only a dark cocoon before i get my gorgeous wings and fly away, only a phase” - joni mitchell