Three months. I think this is the longest I’ve gone without posting on this here blog since I started it in 2017.
I’m talking about the kind you get after socialising with gusto. The hangover that leaves you emotionally and physically drained, without the need for one too many daiquiris the night before (though the two do often come in hand in hand).
While we’re all seeing more of the inside of each other’s homes on our screens, it’s more important than ever to be honest, accepting and non-judgemental about the places we live in.
Not only was it the start of a new decade, but I would be entering it in entirely alien circumstances. While a year ago I would have imagined a good old family ‘do’, a large gathering, a night out with friends, a fancy meal, or a city break abroad, I would instead be spending the day mostly on my own, in the confines of my one-bedroom flat, as many others will have experienced this year.
Though I'm not quite back up to the busyness of the months before COVID-19, I have been much busier, and therefore finally have some things to share with you that I've enjoyed in the month of August.
I'm worried that the hard work I've put into improving my mental health over the last few years is being undone by this pandemic.
What an absolute whirlwind February was! My 2020 mantra of 'Less Is More' has been well and truly left in the dust.
Yes, they're back. After a couple of months off, I'm kicking off this year's batch of Monthly Muses posts, and there's a fair bit to catch up on!
Allow me to indulge myself, and focus on the good when there is so much bad about.
I am posting this the morning after the 2019 General Election. For many, now is not a very celebratory time; however, here's a poem I wrote about exactly that. Celebration.