It was a strange month. A month of realising (again) what’s important to me, bur also feeling sorry for myself, because I’m still not there yet. But there is a certain clarity and I know what I’m working towards. I just need to keep convincing myself that it’s not too late and that I still can not only want it, but also get there.
Making: the head follow the heart.
Getting: impatient with myself.
Sipping: lots of tea and hot water.
Reading: it felt like a slow reading month, but it wasn’t that bad actually. I’ve read nine books, actually. I’ve also started reading in Polish again, after an almost ten months break.
Thinking: so many thoughts…
Remembering: that I can fight for what I want, that I have it in me.
Looking: for a way to write the damn book.
Listening: to my heart more, again.
Wishing: for work from home kind of job.
Enjoying: time spent on the sofa, reading under a cat.
Appreciating: support I get continuously from my husband, Katie from
Wanting:
Eating: anything my husband cooks for me. I cooked once, maybe twice this month.
Finishing: accepting my own bullshit.
Liking: the idea of my future life, just still don’t know how to get there.
Loving: this time of year, the quieter, introverted way of the world.
Buying: advent calendars for the first time. I’ve got one with tea and my husband one with hot sauces.
Watching: The Crown and The Blacklist. I finished season 5 of The Crown and season 6 of The Blacklist.
Hoping: for so many things, I can’t list them here.
Wearing: Warm clothes and blankets. ;-)
Walking: not enough. I want to get back to it and walk (almost) daily.
Noticing: how good I feel at home.
Saving: my energy for what’s important to me and letting all the other stuff go.
Waiting: for some good news on the state of the world.
Feeling: like I have nothing to loose.
How was your November?