In 2015, I resolve to listen to more of his WTF podcast.
This year, regardless of convention, I’ll do what I want to do. I’ll eat what I want, when I want. I’ll live out the day as I see fit. When the blessed day falls upon us, I will be tucked away in an oceanside cottage and I can honestly think of nothing finer than to be surrounded by things I love most: my husband, solitude, the ocean and many foodstuffs.
Posted originally on Instagram.
It was -23°C the other day and I felt the effects of wind burn for 2 days. I’m pretty sure this guy (who I saw at the bus stop) is dead by now.
Over the past weekend, I got feeling like this. I had the whole day to do what I wanted and I chose TV instead of making stuff. Regardless, it was something I probably need to do, but in the end, It felt like wasted opportunity. It left me feeling uncreative and idealess.
Lesson learned. Next time this happens, I’m going to punch myself in the face.