I’ve written the last few diaries in barely-conscious state, trying hard not to fall asleep between one sentence and another. Which of course does not make for the most clear-headed narrative. Also yesterday I had this conversation with another freelancer who said that she identifies with this diary because it shows the ups and downs …
Today has been one of those days that makes me smile. I started a little in a rush, leaving early to try to get my ID card done. I got there and was informed that I needed a form and photos signed by a witness, which of course I did not have. I attempted to …
It’s been a long day. I think I woke up at around 7:30 am, did my morning yoga (heart practice this morning), showered, had breakfast and settled to work. I can really notice that even though I’m still having super long days, I am getting a lot less tired than I did last week. I …
I’m clearly grumpy. I can observe, around me, the effects of lack of communication. Of how the unsaid becomes a hundred times bigger than it actually is. Yet I cannot seem to get myself to communicate effectively about the simplest of things. It’s frustrating. Grumps and frustrations aside, today was a great day.
Recipe for an upset stomach. Go to Ghaxaq Drink a Blue Label Because you’re a total lightweight, decide you need food Buy some prinjolata (for the German boyfriend, of course) Eat most of it Wander into the Labour party kazin Buy mozzarella sticks Eat all of them Hobble all the way to the car feeling …
Today on many levels I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough of narcissistic politicians, I’ve had enough of well-meaning ideas that end up just paving the road to hell, I’ve had enough of seeing people I love caught in the endless loop of work > consume > work more to pay for the things missed out on while …
There are days (like this one) when I feel like my life is not interesting enough for a public diary. Yet I guess the mundanity of it is exactly what this is about at the end of the day. Apart from sharing my experiences and thoughts with anyone who might be reading I’m really seeing …
Today was a play day from start to finish. A much needed one. I woke up with intentions of yoga, continuing to work on the Streets of Valletta (a book by Olive Allison) updates and then perhaps going on a little solo adventure somewhere. Jo (frequently my partner in crime on adventures) was at an …
At times like this a lot of me questions the wisdom of deciding to write a daily diary. I’m just back from drinks with my ex colleagues at the company I’m temping at for this month. I don’t drink much nowadays (in my old age, ha!) and even though I only drank less than two glasses …
I cheated a little on yoga this morning and skipped to tomorrow’s practice instead of today’s as it was shorter. I managed to stretch and breathe for 20 minutes and start the day in a bubble of calm. As I went to close the youtube window however, I somehow noticed myself hover quickly to my …
