Ding. You’ve Got Mail.
Later, you will think, “I really ought to turn off that notification. It’s not 1997.” But right now, other things are on your mind. Your throat is tight, your heart is thumping, and you’re nervously staring at that bold subject line which has appeared on the screen:
Last year my main achievement was writing a novel (which hopefully you’ll all get to read sooner than later!), but otherwise I’m not even sure where 2017 went. I feel like my life has been fairly static for a long time now, and while that’s no bad thing, it feels like I need to shake…
I never really grew out of childishness.
It’s just so fun. Children get to be curious, silly, and playful. And there’s something delightfully mindful about the capacity they have to get absorbed in an activity for hours on end.
There’s lots of advice out there on how to achieve your dreams.
But what if I don’t know what my dream even is?! How on earth do I move on when I have difficulty realising what I even want?
Sometimes I feel I’ve wasted so much time and I’m too old to fix my problems. But is that true?