It’s day 29 of my life overhaul and I feel like I’ve done a lot thing, not quite as much as I’d like but it’s been an interesting few weeks all the same and really enjoyable to boot.
Isn’t it easy to get swallowed up by life in London, or elsewhere, and not take a breath or come up for air? I know I’m not alone in feeling that way, everyday could easily merge into another if we’re not careful. The important thing is to try to make each day count and be different, by not doing that we crush our creativity and limit our inner lives to the routine, the mundane and unpredictable chaos.
The balance between the normal and sublime is hard to achieve but something to strive for. As we get older, abandon is not really possible as we are tied by responsibility (or grounded if you prefer to look at it that way) which is precisely why taking stock and setting personal goals is important for sustaining and reviving ourselves and becoming who we want to be.
Looking ahead, I’ve got my next 30 day project in sight and will spend an hour a day writing in May as I have two writing ideas I want to get on paper and finished.
But there’s still one day left of April, and tomorrow will be a different day entirely.