Grateful I actually slowed down today instead of forcing myself to “be productive” via /r/gratitude

I’m usually the kind of person who feels guilty if I’m not doing something, cleaning, answering emails, crossing off to-do lists. Even on weekends I end up “resting” by half-doing chores and scrolling my phone.

Today I woke up tired and thought, “Okay, I’ll just push through it.” But halfway through making coffee, I stopped. I put my phone in another room, grabbed a blanket, and just sat on the porch for an hour with my coffee, watching the street wake up.

It sounds small, but it felt huge. No guilt, no rushing. Just… being.

I’m grateful I let myself have that.