Where life's contradictions get comfortable

I am now trying to navigate how much change is actually needed in my life to find peace again. How much I need to change to be able to get up in the morning without my first thought being either anger, defeat, surrender or grief.

Firstly, a bit about me I'm forty, constantly overthinking life and apparently incapable of sitting still. I've raised two amazing children, become a granny, paid off my mortgage, quit smoking, survived more than I'd ever expected to and somehow still wake up wondering what the hell I'm doing. Finding strength and nourishment in the beauty of the present moment. This isn't a self-help website. I'm not a therapist. I'm just someone trying to make sense of life after spending t

So I brought an exercise bike with the greatest intentions, a good one as well, within budget. I read so many reviews on Amazon. The intention was to go on it four times a week for about 30 to 45 minutes, then do a bit of floor work (don’t really know what this is but that’s what the internet said) and stretching. I did go on it. Do you know how hard it actually is to cook dinner whilst cycling, running between potatoes that are boiling over and the bike so the timer doesn’t