Productivity Deriving From Pain

It took for me to be totally immobilized to finally get up and start being productive. Maybe the reason why is that when I was pregnant with Isabelle, I was bedridden for two months. It was the most boring, torturous time in my life, and now I abhor doing nothing. My friends and family are always telling me to relax and stand still for a second, but I can’t. My mind is always racing a mile a minute, and I have to move with it.
Even if I am walking like I’m the Hunchback of Notre Dame, I am cleaning my house, buying Christmas gifts online, creating my freelance writing web site and blog, and then looking for the Akira DVD that I seemed to have misplaced.
I just have to keep on moving. Soul II Soul knows what I’m talking about:
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