After a long time of feeling like I’m winning I feel a bit like retreating.
I pushed myself a bit and now I feel a bit daft. It’s strange because I’ve noticed that some people only kept in touch when I was at my lowest. It’s OK though, I have my family and my camera for company.
I can lose myself in a book or in writing. I toyed with the idea of writing a memoir but I’ve decided the past can stay in the past. I don’t need to reopen old wounds and revisit those places.
On a positive note I volunteered at parkrun again today and loved it. Everyone is just so friendly, it’s a great atmosphere.
I also went off exploring. I never tire of the beauty that is Sligo. I’m blessed to live here.