Care package...

I awoke feeling tired, the low cloud sung the same song as my heart. I slopped off up the stairs to do my exercises rubbing the sleep out of the darkened corner of my eyes. The first couple of minutes were very hard, but never under estimate routine. Press ups, shoulder reps, bicep then arm/shoulder rotations. Breathing Diaphramatic tension work...10-15mins...every morning.

Choose the work outfit...how am I feeling today.....every day is a dress-up day, make an effort, think about what you look like to others and how you want them to react to you. Think about it all.

Get in the car...look at all the lovely stuff out there.

Unfold the bike out of the boot, peddle the shit out of it, work hard, keep looking at all the lovely stuff. Ooooooh look at that/this...get down in the grass and stare at stuff, close my eyes and breathe it all in. Peddle around my fave places, see it all, fill up all my senses, fill ME up.

Coffee shop, sit in contemplation.....

Every day....taking care of it all, passion, effort, guarded with such jealousy, my life, my way of doing things, no judgement.....just my way..