If the zodiac was a castle, youd be the trap door. If the zodiac was a rave, youd be the ecstasy. If the zodiac was an airplane crash-landing in the water, youd be that big bouncy house thing that inflates out the door.
Do you feel me? When youre uncomfortable, you want out. Too bright, too loud, too real. Bye bye. Its totally cool that youre looking for the escape hatch a solid 54% of your waking hours (not an actual statistic). It makes all kinds of sense that you sometimes need a way out. Youre an endless supply of love, generously doling out kindness to your kids, partner, friends, co-workers. Just remember to pick an escape hatch that will help keep your head clear, not muddy the waters. So, yoga over RedBull & vodka. Deep breaths over opiates. An actual piece of fruit over the whole bottle of fruity gummy bear vitamins you keep trying to hide from yourself. Choose the good stuff, not the sludge, so you can keep swimming.
