I didn’t want to miss a month…
One of my best friends move to London a few weeks ago. She has packed her life into a backpack and is now touring around Europe and making my early morning facebook new feeds perfect food for the travel bug.
That, combined with the fact that a large part of my happiness seems to have stayed away on Christmas holidays and has not returned this year, has made the last few weeks quite strange. I am missing the part of me that used to wake up in the morning and be excited for what the day has to offer. Instead I have this part that feels like everything is a routine, that I shouldn’t settle and that I should be out there somewhere exploring everything and pushing out the edge of my comfort zone.
I am wondering if this is the start of the bit of my life where I seriously think about what I REALLY want not what I THINK I should want.
Something deep inside me is insanely restless.
To think, that my friend who is now out making the world her oyster, wouldn’t even eat Asian food a few years ago.
Finding this made me happy x
“Your flaws single you out, set you apart, make you different from the rest, and thank god. I don’t just
put up with settle for accept your blemishes, I like them. I like them because they make you human, and humans are easier to love than photographs and illusions and ideals; humans fit more easily between arms and between legs; humans are welcome to their imperfections because if there’s one thing humans can do perfectly, it’s love. Humans can love, they can do it flawlessly. >> READ MORE
I am so excited for Christmas! Mostly I can’t wait to have a holiday and to see my family. I miss them and going back to my parents really feels like I am home. I can’t wait for sleeping in, carols, cups of tea, mums hugs, scrabble, wines at sunset and home cooked meals.
A few weeks ago I changed my “running technique”. I found that too often I was looking down at the ground in front of me rather than looking forward to where I was going. It sounds simple enough but I started focusing on the furthest point I can see and running towards it. I realised that I was getting faster and less tired and enjoying my runs so much more.
I guess that’s it. When you’re aiming towards something bigger and being clear about your destination all the little things just fall into place and the journey is so much better.