Try to make one free day of the week, truly your day (like today). DON’T look at your work-emails, DON’T think about work. Think about you. Think about what you’re truly feeling when you look outside the window, something you’ve always done and akin to taking a deep breath.

To realise that you like to be be organised, but some things to make it happen just don’t work. Stuff like writing apps with labels and word counts and prompts. Fuck that. You were able to write in the past without any of that.

But need to plan food. Need to have a specific flavour to look forward to. Taste of excess on Saturday (Sam’s birthday dinner). Taste of basic on Sunday (chicken nuggets, commercial spring rolls with the girls).