Let it go

Started the day with a massage by a perceptive and nurturing therapist, and then I walked home along the beach. I was SO chilled out. AND THEN I WENT TO WORK.

Shouty capitals for a shouty day - not literally, but I could feel negative reactions to certain things simmering within. I don’t want that.

Anyway, had writers’ zoom this eve; then fed my daughter who dropped in on her way home from a late shift. Both of us were feeling bruised by our respective days.

But… let it go… it was she who gave me this lovely notebook (daily gratitude journal) and candle.

Start afresh again tomorrow:)