I'm on the mission of finding a new home. Have seen one at 151 with a very warm communal vibe and there has been talk of me reforming with some old house mates from 130 plus some exciting new ones. I'm also going to see a professional peoples house share today. Huge house, 2 minutes from the bus stop, fully inclusive with professional cleaners. Which sounds great, as I like having a clean house as much as the next person but working full time doesn't leave that much space for it.
Last nights escapades reinforced my need for silence and darkness! Its like a soothing elixir for me. Especially if I'm stressed I drink it up. I have a sleep issue in that I regularly forget my switch off. Like last night there was a good hour of quiet but my mind was racing with mundane shit. I lost my switch off button for a week before, after a week at Glastonbury, where illegal substances were temporarily legal and it seemed unnecessary to sleep. I got back and had actually forgotten how to! Not good. Extreme examples aside peace and quiet needs to be up there with warmth and freedom to change plans, which feels important as everything is in transition.
So best go, got washing up to be done, hair cut, house viewing, baby shower which is exciting then my Dad is up this evening.
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