Life is such an effort isn’t it? Or is it just me? I often feel buried under lists of to-dos and things to remember. What if life didn’t have to be so mundane, so predictable? Even writing this little post had me realising what a master procastinater I’ve become and how I worry too much about what other people think before my own judgement. I need to trust my own instinct and so, here I am. Starting is often the hardest part. The thought of going somewhere new, doing something different can be extremely anxiety inducing. But I’m trying…

Adulting, I’ve decided isn’t for me. Instead I’m getting back to curiosity and that sense of novelty I had when I was a kid.

Fun and lots of it. Trying new things! Falling down but getting back up again. Life is scary, hard, exhausting, confusing and annoying but I believe it is worth the effort. Making the effort, showing up and doing stuff you’re a bit frightened of is where the confidence comes. Life will be what you make it. Make it great.