I'm having a really hard time finding balance in my life. I don't even understand how other people do it. Honestly. I'm probably at the point where if you told me you've got it down I would kneel down, worship you and devote a very small religion to your name.
I mean, ideally, I would love to have time for nutrition, fitness, work, friends, creativity, my relationship, my home and adventure/exploration/travel. But who has enough hours in the day?! I certainly don't. I alternate between devoting the majority of my time to work and going crazy, devoting most of my time to creativity and becoming a hermit, and devoting most of my time to my friends and failing at everything else.
I miss being young and everything just ... working. You can tell me that my world is a little more complex now, but I was a wonky kid. I used to eat mozarella cheese with molasses on it (I swear, I do not eat that anymore ... often ... don't knock it til you try it!) and zoodle sandwiches (exactly the way it sounds and splooshing all over the place). I would read a page of a book, memorize it and rewrite it word for word. I put on synchronized swimming exhibitions with my friend in her parent's pool. If that's not complex I don't know what is.
But for some reason, since becoming an adult, I'm obsessed with balance. And the more I try to achieve it, the more askew I am.