196. May has taught me to stick to the plan.
Why running and swimming help me become stronger, feelings of expansion, one single beach day>>>>expensive spas.
I’m sitting in the garden on my favourite wooden bench facing the fields in front of the house. I used to be able to see the cows grazing in front of me, but the little gap in the bushes has been eaten up by the grape vines that are full of big green leaves. It was warm this morning and I got to wear my new black maxi skirt, but the wind is chilly now leaving me covered in goosebumps. I came outside to write because my house has gone from being my silent sanctuary to a 2016 music festival. I can hear the song Work by Rihanna leak out of the office window. I don’t need more reminders to work, work, work, work, work.
I’m writing this on the first of June which means that we’ve officially exited the month of May and whatever I’m feeling now belongs to June. I feel calmer today than I’ve felt for the last thirty-one days, but maybe that’s because we went to the beach two days ago.