'How are you?'
30 January 2019 • grace's life, how are you, life, mental health
I'm fine.
That's what you say, isn't it? Well, what if I actually answered your question honestly? We'd be here a while. You might need to grab a cuppa. Ready? Here we go...
I'm restless.
My 2019 is going to be big. I can feel it. I've made my little resolutions, started scribbling in my new diary, put the changes in motion; I'm letting myself get excited, and hope.
That's what you say, isn't it? Well, what if I actually answered your question honestly? We'd be here a while. You might need to grab a cuppa. Ready? Here we go...
I'm restless.
My 2019 is going to be big. I can feel it. I've made my little resolutions, started scribbling in my new diary, put the changes in motion; I'm letting myself get excited, and hope.
I’m impatient.
My face is still ‘in progress’; it’s healed infinite amounts since my surgery in September, and yet I’m still far from satisfied. I’m self-conscious, I’m sad, and I’m swollen. Every day I’m checking in the mirror, frowning at myself, actually willing wrinkles to appear and dying to see any kind of change. I’m told to wait at least six months. I cannot accept that that’s not now. People tell me they don’t notice, and really, that hurts to hear when it’s not prefaced with a ‘I know you’re not happy/this won’t help’. Because it makes me feel I’m making a fuss over nothing.
Waterstones Piccadilly; a little love story.
22 January 2019 • book events, bookish, Waterstones, Waterstones Piccadilly
It
was the summer of 2015, when I first went there. I was not long out
the woods after my second brain surgery – in fact, that very day
I’d had an aspiration intended to remove the excess CSF fluid that
was leaking through my skull and into my face, mmm – and I was in a
pretty foul mood, generally, as I’d been signed off work and was
genuinely missing making coffee every day for customers who would
normally irritate me no end with their requests for skinny milk but
extra whipped cream, or a wet cappuccino with no chocolate on top.
(source)
Hello, 2019.
5 January 2019 • 2019, goals, new year
Ooh,
look out, it’s not just another
big list-type post from me on here but also fits nicely into that
cheesy blogger category of New Year New Me #goals Manifest Destiny
shizz. (not attacking there, I’m just a little tired of that whole
theme being re-hashed every January… oh no wait, I’m about to do
it. Sh*t.)
2018, in my measurements.
2 January 2019 • 2018, grace's life, new year, Rent, year
There’s
this little known song from a like, totally obscure musical you
probably haven’t heard of idk, that asks us, the audience, how we
measure a year. In daylights? In sunsets? In midnights? In cups of
coffee…?
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