I made two resolutions for
2018. One was to read 52 books and the other one was to blog more. I’m
currently reading my fourth book of 2018 so that one is going quite well but my
blog updates are another story.
I have so many ideas for what I
want to write on my blog but my problem is that I’m seriously lacking the time.
I now write as a job and therefore when I get home in the evening, writing for
my blog isn’t always first on my agenda of things to do.
I want to take a more haphazard
approach to my blog. Obviously quality is important but I don’t want it to
become so important that I reach a point when I’m very rarely updating it
because I’m waiting to have time to match the content I want to create.
This blog was always so I had
an outlet to be creative and that doesn’t have to be perfect. One day I will
realise that fully but until now, I’m taking little steps and one of those
steps is slackening my expectations of what I’m posting.
I don’t think everything I post
has to have a POINT, you know? I want to write what I want to write because I
want to write. Have I lost you yet? Good.
January has been a strange
month. It’s really odd looking back to January because, although it sounds cliché,
I was a completely different person then. There are several people who were
there last January who aren’t now and I think the fact that I’m a lot happier
now says a great deal.
You might be sick of me going
on about the fact that I started a job this month because I definitely
mentioned it a lot before I started but now that I have, it’s wonderful.
Obviously work is work but I so
enjoy my job. I know I’ve been there less than a month (although I was working
there part time before then) but it really is just a nice mixture of things I
like doing.
I get to write most, if not
all, of the days, I get to speak to really interesting people and have really
fascinating conversations, I’m working on projects I’m passionate about which
is giving me so much to look forward to when they’ll finally all come together
later in the year.
I’ve even enjoyed the things I
thought I’d hate, like when I had to interview two people last week and I was
terrified but then they both ended up being absolutely lovely and I wrote two
really interesting features (if I do say so myself).
I wasn’t happy for so long that
it’s still quite a strange thing to get used to now that I am, most of the
time.
I’m happy when I look in the
mirror, I’m (relatively) happy when I wake up at 6:15am, I’m happy walking
through Ouseburn after work, I can even listen to music again.
I’m by no means saying I’m
absolutely cured or I’ve found the secret to absolute happiness or anything but
since I graduated I felt like something massive was missing and it’s so nice
feeling like I’m all filled in again.
Right now, I feel so fulfilled.
It’s just nice, you know?
Anyway, that’s enough of my
humble brag. It’s so relieving that I can’t even be sorry though. I’m sitting
listening to George Ezra’s Paradise and I’m so happy and hopeful and I hope
that you, reading this, are happy too.
What do you have to look forward to in February?
Amazing - love this Bronia!
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