Friday 25 October 2019

Headspace

I declare that I'm better with pen and paper than a keyboard. A keyboard means I type fast, but it also means I censor myself. And I don't like to be censored. Ever.

But lets be honest, my headspace is this... I'm frustrated and lethargic, I'm spoilt and itchy to do things.

And I know all about the retrograde at the moment, so I appreciate and understand the WHY I'm feeling like this.... I'm just not liking it and I especially am not liking the 'oh okay what's next?'circling the sink in my brain.

Because I don't know. I don't know what's next. Am I enough at the moment? I know there's always a room (just one) for improvement. But where to start? Maybe a cutting of the hair - but that's so predictable.

So I started with the house, it's had a shift in possessions. 6 years of meshed together lives, has unmeshed. It's a big thing, that's quite a few days of incorporating memories with a person. A lot of untangling to be done. I thought I'd start with the house. And I look at my lounge and I'm proud of it. It reflects the travels I've been on, the life CG and I have. Space to potentially swing that cat I don't have. Space is always a premium need. It's not so much as erasing the last 6 years as learning how to let go of them.

Profound for a Tuesday?

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