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Well, this is a desperate move to do a blog post a day late because I wasn't able to follow my schedule last week. Yeah, I can definitely cite a lot of reasons why, but it will not change the fact that I did not stick to my writing time. Now, this is just a tiny step to be consistent and follow my agenda even though my body and brain are trying to do something else.

But it's Monday, a new day, and I want to be kind to myself and not be stressed. So I write whatever comes into my head, while Spotify is on. I recently discovered the song I Feel Good, a positive song written by Ingrid.

I am getting tired and want to sleep (heatwave here in Europe), but I want to write something this afternoon. There's just no specific subject that I can write about. So, I am typing with my eyes closed and hoping that something will fly by and give me that inspiration to type something worthwhile and something which comes from my being. I have been using the word being for some time now.  I like it; it feels so deep.

It was 37°C yesterday. I had a shower before ironing some bedsheets for The Chalet. It helped with the mini electric fan on 3. Yes, The Chalet is almost finished, and the renovation took almost a year.


My fingers are so stiff. Typing is a good exercise. Eyes closed, yes. I feel that there will be new words and thoughts which can come out while my fingers type each letter. I am really grateful to have taken the typing lesson. 
Ahh, lesson - I should have paid attention in H.E. and Practical Arts classes . I was about to type regret, but held it back. My solution is to learn sewing and eventually create my own pyjamas. 

So there you have it, 6 or so paragraphs of my scattered thoughts. Happy to share it with the Universe.

Till next week. 

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