I’ve been a bit ‘up and down’ this week. That term being particularly apt.
And I let myself like someone a little bit too much, a lot too fast (to be fair, he is very bloody likeable). Which floored me a bit, if I’m being honest.
But then I went off for an 11 mile run yesterday, made biscuits and got a grip. Me and all 7 of the selves are now over it and back on track.
We probably would have moped for a bit longer actually had one of my very lovely housemates not pointed out all of my wonderful qualities to me, teamed with Yanni’s advice that ‘They are always the lucky ones, not you’. Did I mention that I love my friends?!
So this morning I woke up all perky and went off for a walk to take snowy photos of the lovely views right at the bottom of my road. I forgot to be excited about all the other good stuff in my life for a bit there. But now, we are good again…
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