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by Tory Dube
mindbodygreen
Last month, I was particularly aware of my mental murkiness. It didn't matter how many green juices, meditation sessions or extra hours of sleep I added to my schedule — I couldn't shake the dull, foggy mood I was schlepping around. I chalked it up to the dreadfully cold winter New york is experiencing, and drank another green juice.
It wasn't until I was having one of those “maybe I should rearrange the whole apartment to avoid doing my work” moments that it hit me. Sitting in the middle of my bedroom floor, I was looking around at a sea of grey clothes: 19 grey shirts, four pairs of black pants, four pairs of grey pants … 99% my winter wardrobe was downright depressing.
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