Nothing major to report, no angry rants, no resolutions to finally get my shit together. Just living, each day, seeing what happens and trying to do my best with what comes up. Some beautiful swims in the ocean, a good session in the pool this morning. Hanging out with friends, eating ice cream, reading the paper, baking things, making things. This is life at the moment and I’m OK with it.
Uni starts again tomorrow and I’m keen to get back into it. Final year. Wow. It feels like quite an achievement to get this far, when so much of my time has been consumed with just getting to the next hour/ day/ week/ semester. Feels pretty damn awesome, actually. Well done, me. Keep on doing what you’re doing.