Disneyland Paris is one of my favourite places in the world and in 3 months I get to go again.
Our brains are funny things. I’m never quite sure whether we have control of them or if they have control of us. Continue reading “The Future is Mine to Shape”
I remember watching that speech six years ago and crying my eyes out. I’ve just watched it again to make sure I quoted it correctly and I’m sitting here crying again.
I’ve recently found myself stuck in a reading slump. Every book I have picked up I have almost immediately put down, I have started many and finished none and I wondered whether I had finally lost what has been the love of my life for 23(ish) years.
It has been a week since I came crashing down to Earth after spending the best few days in Dublin, and I thought that it was about time I talked about it.
Yesterday, when I returned from a blissful Sunset Spa at Whittlebury Hall, my dad said that he didn’t think I realised how stressed I was. To begin with I said I did know; after all, that was why I booked the spa retreat in the first place. However, when I woke up this morning with no aches, no pains, and having slept straight through the night, I realised that maybe he was right.
I have a whole bookcase full of books that I have not yet read. There might be 100, I’m not certain, I’ve never been brave enough to count.
I know this is now incredibly late; Advent is over, Christmas has passed and we’re a week into the new year, but I did complete my days of kindness and wanted to write a final post to reflect that.