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Walking to work through the park in the morning sun. It cheered me up more than I thought it would.

Mum is fine! Thank god.

Watching a film by myself in the living room. Plus a couple of chocolate biscuits.

A morning to myself, in the nice hotel room on the huge bed. Then a lovely wander to the train station.

Getting confident and sure of myself. Knowing things. Doing them before they’re asked. Being organised. 

Home. Home home home. Sleep. 

Coming home to see that Jonny had left my room looking immaculate. Minimalist mates forever.

Getting the budget. Or a bit of it at least.

Facemasks and vulvas.


A massage, facial and head massage. Whilst the snow storm raged outside. 

Discovering I had a massage at the same time as mum. Random.

Hearing a hat and headphones. 


The sweet little breakfast place. Croissants and coffees outside in the courtyard. 

Getting home and scrubbing my feet and washing my hair. No more vomit feet or smokey locks. It feels so good to be clean.

Being on my own. Amazing holiday but nice to have some time to myself again.

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Swimming through the sunlight.
A quiet morning to myself. Breakfast in the garden, a little nap and an orgasm by a sunny window.
The carpet warming party.

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Chatting to the homeless man I used to walk past everyday. He remembered me and even asked about my new job.
A head massage, a glass of wine and a haircut.
Dinner with Becky’s posh friend.

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A hot chocolate, a book and some quiet at the Happy Cafe.
My hairdresser styled my hair completely differently. It looked hilariously 80’s during and then actually really cool at the end. I spent the rest of the day looking in the mirror.
Watching Jonny play Assassin’s Creed.

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This cool London skyline in the window.
Going for a coffee by myself at lunch time.
Finding a programme that had both compulsive cleaners AND hoarders. WIN.

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Having time to myself this morning and being able to meditate.
Nice friends.
Soft, comforting duvet.

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Seeing Tane Mahuta, the oldest, biggest kauri tree in the New Zealand.
Spending some time alone on a wooden walkway across a quiet lake.
Driving onto a ferry for the first time.

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This happy tree

Going for a slow walk in the warm breeze

Doing some yoga again for the first time in ages. A really nice way to make me feel like I’ve stopped working for the day and can think about me and nothing else