Lizzo.
Very hot park at lunch.
Cycling home on a Jump.
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The art house on Naoshima that was totally dark but also actually wasn’t. Really cool. Left you smiling and laughing at how your mind and your eyes work.
The ferry across to Teshima.
The adorable tiny cafe for lunch with the vegetarian meal and the creamy vegetables and the fruit because we had no meat.
Hiring electric bikes. It felt so free and fun. And so necessary to have the electric boost!
The red art house with the fish and the mirrored toilet.
But mainly, Teshima Art Museum. I’ve never been to an exhibition or gallery as good in my life. It’s knocked all the rest of them off the top. It was incredible. The size, the shapes, the light, the water and the way it moved. The way it left no trace. It was outstanding.
Discovering our creepy looking hostel is actually an adorable place with a beautiful shower room and a delicious vegetarian dinner. Don’t just a hotel by its run down Soviet looking cover.
Quiet sunny lunch at home after some work in a different, prettier office
Feeling happier and chattier. Talking to Sarah and doing a bit of mental health championing.
Chatting and poppadoms with my cousin
I tried an Ofo bike. It was pretty exhilarating to cycle to work!
My sunflower has finally flowered. And my housemate sent a photo of it congratulating me, which cheered me up after I felt annoyed at him for being messy this morning.
Gym. Rowing. Cycling. Just doing it.
Bake Off on the big TV, not my iPad. Followed by a chat with Lauren. I forget how much 10 minutes of socialising can make you feel.
The happy smiling cyclist. That then made me smile.
Sex and the City with Mike’s commentary.
The hot man cycling with a backpack with an adorable dog in it, resting his furry face against the man’s face. I almost died.
R and She! Yas queen!
Getting a backy all the way home.
Working on my vagina brand
This ridiculously good looking vegetarian pie that my little cousin made.
An intercourse game.
A bike ride with my cousin.
The beautiful views and beaches as we cycled around the island.
Seeing the skinks scuttle around. Even if they frightened me at first.
Laughing over how ridiculously stinky I was today thanks to no deodorant and a very hot day. I was gross.
The pure, clear water of the Kai Iwi Lake glittering in the sun as we cycled around it and picnicked next to it.
Going on a guided night walk and setting a wild kiwi! A big mama kiwi.
The instant excited little hug I got from him when we spotted the kiwi.
The walk from the tube to the flat. Cold but relaxing.
Deciding to come home to pizza and fat trousers instead of going to a workshop this evening. Maybe not the most productive of decisions but it made me happy.
Watching the cyclists on Boris bikes
Riding around the park, in the Autumn sun on Boris Bikes
Sewing elbow patches onto my jumper
Finding a worm that is alive in my wormery. There is hope for my composting dreams yet.
Three little things 