Oh, Shalom, it looks like you missed day 7! You are a bad blogger! Why bother continuing?
Well, I took a day off yesterday. That’s what happened. I made cookie dough, and ate too much ice cream, and listened to my favourite CD, and burned Sandalwood incense. I’m doing a lot better today.
Today, the sky looked like the sea. At 7pm, the sky was the most magical sea blue; cloudless and glorious. A little earlier on, it was overcast and swirling with blue-grey anger. It was glorious.
I believed in magic tonight. Not Christmas magic, I don’t think, but maybe! The sky was so encapsulating, and I was just whelmed by how brilliant everything was. I think the perks of a summer Christmas include post pool pot bellies, FESTIVE CROP TOPS ( the order is really up to the individual), and seeing the fake snow in kids’ displays that I totally don’t fight to enter. Totally. I’m not a fan of the heatwave and the 38°C mornings, nor the mosquitoes that DEVOUR ME DAILY. In any case – I’m whelmed.
I guess I’m just grateful today. Grateful to myself for having taken my meds, for my South African Christmas, for lukewarm showers and citrus hair conditioner, and for my person for having feels about me. I’m working on Christmas cards tomorrow, and I think that I’ll become a 100% stereotype and listen to a Christmas special album version next to the tree.
Good luck to everyone writing finals! I hope you make your own luck & that you trust in yourselves.
What’s your plan for tomorrow? AND DO TELL ME, ON A SCALE OF 1-10, HOW FESTIVE ARE YOU FEELING?
Love and light,