you must rest.

you must rest.

even when you desperately want to push through.

you must rest.

even when you feel like you have something to prove.

you must rest.

even when your mind is over-active.

you must rest.

even when the fear of being viewed as lazy haunts you.

you must rest.

why does rest feel like an act of defiance? i feel like i have so much to prove to myself, and it can’t be done by lying down. my mind wants to make up for the “lost time.” to redeem myself of the mistakes and misaligned moments. i want to make things right, but rest is getting in my way. demanding to be desired. i drift off, but I am still tired. for rest isn’t effective if it’s resisted.