A train nap. And a home nap.
An M&S pizza.
Snoop Dogg’s affirmations song.
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Expensive face mask (but not as expensive as I thought it would be).
Library books.
New music from a dance competition show.
Being outside and mostly working away by myself. Raking. Dragging. Cutting.
Sally has now also started diagnosing people with borderline personality disorder.
Singing singing singing!
Kissing her thigh after her shower.
Lying in the sun on my bed, reading.
Walking to Tesco listening to afrobeat, swaying my hips in time.
Unisex sandwich bags.
Sharing the Han frustration with Jen and Fiona. With rice pudding.
Good music. Feeling jolly.
The nature artwork at the Baltic.
A slice of pizza.
Meghan Trainer, Made You Look. Making me strut through Kings Cross.
The Elbow song from my brother’s wedding came on Spotify.
Hot chocolate.
M&S Christmas candle.
Journaling webinar with the queer women’s group
Met Rob Delaney.
Made volunteer Ben laugh.
Watching the Morris dancers and the Kurdish musicians.
A massage with Joy that felt like it might actually be helpful.
Last minute invite to the Bob Marley musical.
Dinner with the Dowes.
I feel like I noticed lots of little nice moments today. I think maybe I was looking out for them.
Waking up with James.
Breakfast with Rosie – she made me feel so much better. And I love our rude conversations in public places.
Choosing a sweet breakfast for a change.
The delicious coffee.
Walking along the canal in the sunshine and spotting the birds popping up from diving.
Walking through the park singing along to the pop songs.
Replacing my really shabby body polisher.
Spotting Gerry in the van and giving him a wave.
Walking through my borough and remembering all the places I’ve done things, all the work I’ve done.
Feeling ready to chat to Jo again.
Bought sexy new things for myself.
Listened to strong woman music as I bought groceries.
Made a vegan cheesy pasta sauce.
Waking up to nice messages about the Discharge Gallery.
Listening to Cardi B on my way to work to make myself feel better. Nothing like strutting to strong music.
Grapes in my dinner sandwich.
Showing off my new flat to Jo. It was lovely to be so proud of it.
Watching the video of Noah trying food for the first time.
Listening to a surprise Ollie Murrs song on the way into work. It put me in a much better mood.
Plus a successful insta post, after a long silence.
My two goals were to write a job application and organise the craft kits. And I managed about 90% of both.
Listening to the family playlist. And being more a part of the WhatsApp group.
Good old rice for dinner. I bloody love rice.
Listening to the Mama Mia soundtrack whilst doing the tubes in the sun and sort of snow.
Flowers from Corinne.
Jonny’s book. With his name on the cover!
Cauliflower cheese. Yeah it looks like cat sick but it was exactly what I needed.
Talking to Jo. And drinking tea on a bench, sharing a cinnamon bun.
Sewing. Just getting on with it and doing it. And enjoying it. With nice music on.
A walk round the park with Jen. Quick but useful to verbalise some things and understand some things better in my own head. She’s great but she’s not always right and I can trust myself too.
Listening to Black Parade on repeat as I walked to work.
The ceremonial eating of the only ripe boat tomato.
The tiny fluffy puppy jumping around the street.
This Little Light of Mine coming on just as I needed it.
Making a vulva with the Candid Collective. I didn’t want to go but I’m glad I did. My tablepals were lovely and I learnt about Sexplain. EDIT: one of my tablepals was a low level celeb that I watched on TV on loved and totally didn’t realise was him!
Ally Pally fireworks. Genuinely really good.
Followed by the random but brilliant mariachi band in the tent. Feeling like I was in a festival, but in London.
Watching the huge bonfire. There’s something so calming about watching a fire.
The good mood at work continues.
I smashed the presentation at the scary canal meeting.
Edith Piaf on the way home.
Listening to This Little Light of Mine on the walk in. Followed by the Imperial Brass Funeral Jazz Band. Such happy music.
A free and very gingery biscuit at Romeo’s.
Smiling at strangers in my walk home, and they smiled back.
Swimming. In a fairly quiet pool.
The woman who lent me 20p for the locker and wouldn’t accept my 50p. And was really surprised when, after the swim, I gave her the 20p I’d found in the bottom of my bag.
Walking back through Clissold Park, with the sun breaking free every now and then, lighting up the clouds and making the trees glow. Meditating in the field, listening to the Soweto Gospel Choir.
Lizzo.
Very hot park at lunch.
Cycling home on a Jump.
Dog jam.
Still knowing all the words to Lil Kim.
Leaving at half 4, walking through the park in the sunshine.
The light on my pillow. It’s nice to see the sun again after these terrible dreary wet date.
Discovering Lemonade is on Spotify. Yeah, I know I’m about three years behind on the news.
Wearing my new white t-shirt from the charity shop. I don’t know what it is about it but I feel so good in it. It feels like the perfect white t-shirt.
A walk along the coast. Beautiful flowers, calm quiet air and the sea just there.
Walking down to town on my own, listening to music.
The head scab came off
Naked yoga
Time on my own
Soph liked my music. No one ever likes my playlists.
Cheering on Jonny at the Hackney Half. So glad I saw him.
A fun date with James. Lots of laughing.
Walking home with a beautiful sky and good music.
My outfit today. Those bloody dungarees again and some stripey red socks. Total winner.
Walking along in the sun with good music, doing some chores and feeling happy and beautiful and strong.
Walking home from Jo’s (after Eurovision which I didn’t realise I loved!) and it being kind of warm and quiet and peaceful.
Did the crow in yoga for the longest I’ve ever done it (still not long but still)
I was on TV. Talking about being raped. And my friends were just the loveliest about it all.
Just walking around, in the sun, at lunchtime feeling badass in my denim jacket.
Three little things 