My first thoughts are; "ofcourse! how does one lean into being without PJ's, anyway..?."
I mean, that element right there is so fundamental, I've been known to have PJ Sunday on any day of the week!. Even if I'm going shopping or to an appointment...
If mine were the life of Walter Mitty, PJ's could well be my 'quintessence' 😊
Thank you for this post, @Glisten
I so very relate to the exhaustion factor... Often times I feel exhausted just for daring to even think about rebuilding. But there is a distinct undercurrent of optimism, agency, and personal power in your post, and it's uplifting to hear.
I've driven down to the supermarket this evening; and I passed by a rabbit kitten - crumpled like a dish rag where the grass reaches for the road...
I'm not particularly squeamish, but there was something about glimpsing the dear thing that really wrang the water from my eye.
Maybe overwriting bad habits with good, and creating new beliefs, can resurrect that part of us that was also left lifeless once, by the roadside... 🙏