Archives for posts with tag: shouting

Birds singing as I meditated.

Squirrels hopping along fences as I walked to work.

Getting to talk to Jo about what happened with James and being able to fully shout and be annoyed and know the heavy traffic drowned me out and know that I’m right and I’m fine. Sometimes these things are better to do in person.

Also going to a lecture and hearing about menstrual huts.


The new Design Museum. Incredible architecture. And I liked the wall of well designed things. And the video of making a shoe. So, so interesting.

Ice hockey! Ciaran remembered that it was sort of for my birthday, the ref got pucked in the face, there was a fist fight and I got to shout and bang on the glass as much as I wanted.

The kids ice hockey in between the plays. So adorable, so funny.