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almost a year ago, an idea showed up in my head. to take an old garage – full of old stuff, dirty, forgotten – and turn it into my own #dance room. a workout room. a small private
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almost a year ago, an idea showed up in my head. to take an old garage – full of old stuff, dirty, forgotten – and turn it into my own #dance room. a workout room. a small private
today feels like the real beginning of something I’ve been trying to do for years: quitting sugar. completely. and it’s already the second day of this journey. the funny thing is, it’s not
so ok, I did something with this whole november-mood. I took that messy, drifting feeling – the one that’s been chewing on me for days – and I threw it into my therapist-chat profile on
lately I feel like I’m drifting again. not completely lost, but definitely not where I want to be. that weird in-between space where I keep moving, going to dance classes, checking things off… but
so, tonight was different. it’s thursday – my only #evening this week without any dance class. no jazz, no gym, no training. just me. and that’s usually the #danger zone. because you know how it
yesterday I’ve cancelled two #subscriptions. feedbin, and after that also instapaper. nothing big – but something changed. a few days ago I got an email about my feedbin renewal. not a huge thing, just one of
#apple #music, when I play something called “my station”, keeps giving me sad songs. well, mostly. spotify didn’t do that. and i wonder – does apple music think i’m a sad person? need sad songs?
after my #divorce, i was afraid that my daughters wouldn’t trust me much. that it would feel strange when they stayed at my place – for me and for them. that it would be hard to