In the quiet places

The early morning is a time for reflection for me. It’s when I write, when I can concentrate. When life doesn’t distract me. The traffic rocketing past is pretty damn annoying, but that’s life isn’t it. People must go to work. Dawn or pre dawn is the time when the revelation of who I am, what I want,  & what troubles me is revealed. It helps me realise what I need to deal with, & where I want to go. In life I mean, not the day trips 😂 

My foggy early morning

This morning I woke up at ridiculous o’clock, & began thinking about why. I’ve been working quite hard during the days leading up to moving into my new land based home, so I couldn’t understand for a while.

Just suburbia right now

Then it’ dawned’ on me 😂 I’m worrying about whether the new furniture will fit into the tiny unit! 🤦‍♀️ There’s actually Nothing I can do about it anyway, until I get there, eh.

Next week my parking spot will look different

So I had to decide not worry about it, & make a plan b. (A counselling technique I learned many years ago)

Plan B: I can always sell the stuff I got yesterday, can’t I 😉 When I’m actually in the unit, I’ll be able to measure it, & buy the stuff that’s the right size. So I’m not going to worry about it until then 😅 That thinking relieves the anxiety. 

Measurements only work if you know the size of the spot you plan to put them in 

Yesterday someone said to me “I don’t live a carefree lifestyle like you”  If only they could see inside my brain 😂 We All have things that we fight with inside ourselves, in the quest to be better humans eh. 😉

The issue was about being safe.

Feeling safe is relative I think. I’ve been in some pretty unsafe places on this journey, & yet, no harm came to me. I’ve learned how to survive in those situations. And that’s important. Being put under pressure is what refines us, like gold & other pretty gems, 💎 in my opinion. It’s also about learning why we have those issues. I know where mine come from.