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A Frida Kahlo inspirational quote

Working from home. I.e. doing lino printing, watching Dumplin’ and going for a sunny walk to the post office.

Dinner and drinks for Becky’s birthday and making friends with Emma. Feeling like I could actually help with something. I like being open about sexual assault. It feels like a helpful thing to be open about.


A day time nap. I really needed that.

An evening on the boat with Jane. It was actually really nice. I’m really glad I went. We’re very similar. And she gave me some good advice.

Mariah Hairy. I’m gagging.


Meeting Cordelia and hearing all about how the workshops work. And the period burlesque.

Second date. He’s funny.

Kissing. Lots of kissing.

Lying in the sun in the park, reading my book and getting a tan.

Basement Tapes. Will came. It was fun to see him. And to dance.

Sam. Being wonderful and brotherly and supportive. Hugs and advice.


A Mr Freeze to cool down. Retro.

The grandma and grandson holding hands and walking in the park.

Beers in the garden (and on the stairs) with housemates, talking Bumble, first dates and milking cows. 

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Lipstick eating older ladies, giving advice about life.
Clearing the space at the hub. It looks so much better already.
Delicious jam on today as a second dinner.

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The lovely woman at lunch who gave me advice about my interview.
Going to see their shop for the first time. I LOVE the safe in the toilet.
Being told I look nice.

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Hearing crowds cheering in a song and having a sudden feeling that humans are actually pretty great and that together we can be really powerful and do good things. And other slightly hippy feelings.
Meeting my boyfriend for a quick lunchtime kiss and an ice cream in the sun.
Skyping two of my best friends at home. Catching up and getting advice.