I woke up this morning with the decision to put the break-up to the back of my mind for good (for now). I know it might come back at awkward moments, but it’s like meditation – If a stray thought arrives, acknowledge its existence, and push it away. Focus on the task at hand.
And just like that, I’ve written my first piece of life advice in months. And it works! Well, it’s working for me. I’ve felt happy and productive today. Mostly. I woke up in the middle of the night with the horrible thought of deferring. I spoke to Mama and Dad about it. They said to think carefully, and try and boost my grades where I can, and however I can.
I’ve also started the most incredible book, in an effort to digitally detox – it’s called The Instrumentalist, by Harriet Constable, and it is about a violin student of Vivaldi. It had me crying several times over the space of two hours (Yes, I did allow the time to run away with me!).
My voice is also gone. It’s cumbersome, but so it goes.
Finally, I made a fantastic plov today! This was my first time making this Central Asian dish, and it was a resounding success with both my flatmates 🙂
And the moment you have been waiting for, gentle reader, the video for today, a skit in the spirit of the Instrumentalist:
At Least Afloat 