Officially on holiday.
I’ve taken a few much needed days to do absolutely nothing (except write very little about doing absolutely nothing). It felt so, so good today to just lie in the sun, to eat a lot of Sicilian food, to walk, to laugh, to completely forget to stress about what I have not yet done.
I am grateful. Grateful to be here in the best company I could imagine, grateful for the space I am in, grateful for the food, the air, the sea, the endless amounts of lava rock everywhere. Grateful for everything that has paved the way to here and now. Because it feels great.
It’s one of those nights when I feel a little at a loss as to what to do. Which in itself is of course the biggest luxury. I did not quite feel like going out and find myself wondering whether to read, watch a film, make something, or a combination of some / all of those.
My morning today started with yesterday’s diary writing which I did as a kind of short Morning Pages (look it up if this is new to you, highly recommended) followed with yoga and a rushed shower, breakfast and power walk to the Arts Council for my pitch. I enjoyed the presentation, let’s hope the judges also did. Results are out on the 16th so you’ll hear more soon one way or another.