AFTER WORK RITUAL

I cannot fathom how people work an 8 to 5 job each and everyday. I work every other week and boy do I get worn out. After work, I have devoted my time to grabbing some ice cream on my way home and it is something I count down to everyday. It is a way to calm and relax my nerves. In short, it pieces me back together.

On that point, we all feel different after long hours of work and we need to unwind, therefore, it is very important for us to indulge in activities that make us, us. Activities that bring back our sanity. Having ice cream is just one way of doing just that, and dad has since jumped on the bandwagon and it is now a father-daughter "thing", besides bonding over wine.

Certain people prefer to keep to themselves after work, but sometimes your ritual is your gateway to bonding with your loved ones (family and friends). Find something to do that relaxes you and enjoy doing it while you are at it.

Affirmation: I am peace.

HERE IS TO MORE COFFEE TALKS

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