One of the things that is always unnerving about the days where I listen to my intuition and just let my mind take a break is how empty those days feel. Generally they are not empty. However that does not stop the end of the day feeling strange and lacking.

Today I saw an old friend, I laid out in the sun surrounded by beautiful women, I had a conversation with the owner of a local business I love, I listened to an incredible guitar folk musician, I cooked myself a few meals, I got back in touch with yet another friend, had a conversation with someone I love, and even got some cleaning done. It was actually a very productive day. The only problem is how peaceful it all was. I even had good control over my glucose levels. It was probably an excellent day. Just… peaceful….

I think this is what puts people off from meditation or getting their mental life in order. When you are happy but not ecstatic it feels so flat. It feels better than being upset every other day or being constantly on the edge of an anxiety attack, but not the first day. The first day it feels like falling asleep in a hot bath and waking up to the water being that strange lukewarm experience where you stand up and feel wet instead of clean.