01 November 2023 Today is All Saint's Day, a holiday where most people return home to be with their loved ones. Yet here I am, alone in my apartment. I do miss my family, of course, but I can't go home

Woke up this morning to Fog ............................................................................................................................................................................

Maybe we have just been ‘hansolo’d’ for the last six weeks biza, trapped in a momentum husk and now we are free again!?! :) (tune to start at the end while your reading btw) I’m giving you a nightcall

Not like a usual monday where I fling open a door and I’m greeted with just the quiet of the day and the last rabbits running everywhere realising their night time and early morning adventures are over

i made a bunch of course parts this weekend, i sorted my washing out, i did my pots and stepped through the day — felt like ‘finally’ — I also wrote out a schedule for my day if I had gotten up two hours

Firstly welcome to friday morning you, hope you had good sleeps and you have minimal pains from the ACV debacle last week, at least your on top of that situation now and it’s just a balance act across

woke up with a bad back but a brain firing positivity and opportunity, fairly decent early start thou this morning so I can’t complain. I can feel the intention building already — I’ve got two mental dates

well good morning to you. Feeling upbeat, positive and ready to make some luck today, feeling pretty solid refreshed, I think the different sleeping position helped a bit, I had a few situations where

i have a roof over my head (for now) and coffee and eggs, I’ve already managed to have a good start to the day — maybe that’s entitled, I should be thankful all the same for everything I have, in each

i remember now why I have to try and get my shit together in the summer months, the dreaded six week holidays — I’m hoping that poppet can get dropped down each day (normally twice a week that she is here)

Ha! I’m guessing you did not hit the post button, all good totally can understand that after our little drinking session yesterday — it’s always to get a bottle of wine down us both, bit of chatting,

I’m not sure what I’m gonna do today, I’m going out in all the wrong times of the day to deal with the logistics of picking up bella. I should maybe go early and hang out somewhere but I just don’t have

Well hello there you, how’s it going? Weirdly today I’ve done everything kinda backwards and yet it’s just turned 9am so I have no idea how that works — it’s 58 right now and it’s gonna be 74 by 5pm tonight

Oh it’s a challenge this morning, the universe is trying to pull me one way and I’m trying to go the other, it’s not that I’m tired it’s just that my body is not moving enough to get into a flow, I need

🌊 Inspired by the posts from @thedarkhorse and remembering that I invented #dear-diary decided to get an entry done. Having ended up in Panama in January 2007, on my annual winter get-away and accidentally

I tried to start a new hashtag way back dear-diary, but ADD kicked in almost as soon as I got started. Here Years ago I started a dear-diary kind of thing and was very therapeutic in different ways. My

Ok well looks like my head is the 1 exploding today. Explained---> My first post today Welder is out and ready, just needed material in the car. I look over at my porch floor and its drenched in water