After a week of horrific wake up calls, lonely sobs and days where I could no longer open my eye lids without sitting in discomfort.
This sad aura was hovering over me.
It came to a point where I couldn’t bare to wake up yet another painful morning. It was too much for my overwhelmed, compressed brain.
SO, I decided. To spend the next 8 days completing and achieving the tasks I had once set out but never completed in order to restore my health and wellbeing.
To better myself, for myself.
Day 1.
I have to say it was a struggle thinking of something I could instantaneously begin as a step towards Samara 2.0. Though after soaring through my day surrounded by friends and family I realised that it was time to be closer to those who love and support me on a regular basis.
Shedding some form of inspiration, enlightenment and courage. Reaching out and speaking to family I have not heard from in many years.
It’s as if the leaves from the family tree are finding their way back to their homes.
It brings me joy, a warmth like laying bare skinned in sun filled sand.
Day 2.
Sending off the final pages to my University application. I have failed slightly off the track and no longer heading towards the college of my dreams.. until now.
If I am to change the world with my passion for writing and literation, there are many obstacles to jump and people to race before I can do so successfully.
Like a snow board gliding down the frozen, moulded slopes hoping I can keep this all at balance.
Day 3.
Attend the appointment my mind has been longing for. Someone to talk to about why it is I have been so down and to find ways in which I can improve my stability. My security and my mind set.
Day 4.
Diet and Exercise.
I have been extremely unhappy about the person I see in the mirror. There are many cracks and bruises I wish to fill and remove on my skin before I can confidently wear a swim suit for this summer season.
Just a few squats a day will keep the cellulite away - so they say.
Day 5.
Plan and decide where I see myself in the near and far future. What career is next? If I begin University in January that doesn’t give me much time to budget and prepare for less working hours for this already difficult time, financially.
Day 6.
Return to that one book store that always reminds me of one person, one book.
Buy the novel I wanted to read and become absoloulty infatuated by it. Live it, love it, learn it. Become more in touch with the things I have loved since I was a little girl.
Day 7.
Tell the people I love most why they are appreciated. Why when I cry, or smile, they are the ones I call. The ones I contact. Let them know what they have done for me and thank them for being just the way they are.
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