Sunday night journal prompts for anxiety, the two-minute kind.
Sunday evening has a feeling for me. Shoulders creep up, and I start rehearsing Monday before it arrives.
So I keep it small. A pen, this card, three blanks:
This week I'm carrying ___
One thing I can set down ___
One person I want to be gentle with ___
The third one is usually the one that softens my chest. Sometimes the person is me.
Which blank was hardest to fill?
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