#8.21 - Strange Peace

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After the crazy, a strange peace has descended on me. I'm more or less accepting of the mess of a corner which people have painted themselves into. I'm just like yeah, whatever you want, but you know I'm not going to do the crazy.

They want the entire week's worth of work online on Monday. Sure, fine.

They want me to zoom, ok, whatever.

I can't be bothered to argue anymore.

IN THE MEANTIME. Today I got the garage cleaned up and the laundry done, again. Ah laundry, the wheel of samsara turns. 

And I can try and think about tonight, the 12th night - or is it tomorrow? Does it matter? I'm beginning to think these things don't matter anymore? I have figured it out. It is easy. Honestly, there is no big secret. Just be good to people and be kind to yourself. Everything else is whatever.

Enjoy life for a long as you can and make the most of it.

It is nice to feel the strange peace. It is good. The boys have been with me since Saturday and it feels so nice. A little cocoon is what we have. I took a long walk yesterday and went on a long walk with Zoe as well today. 

So now, I have to think about what we need to do vis a vis the class on Monday. Is it going to be the human body or history? Gotta make a decision. Or percentages?

Or a bit of everything?

I also updated Forest School. And I need to get everything in order really.

But today I'll just continue with the drawing. And then after that, my god, it's already 9 pm. I'm going to get up at 4 am and start the day right. I have discovered I can't drink anymore either. It's the end of the road of me and drinking. It's not to bad. And the past week of running has really helped me get back on the fitness ladder. I don't feel so wobbly anymore. It's all good. So I'm going to do some journalling in hardcopy and then tomorrow I'm going to get up early and do all of the things I said I would do. 

I don't know why people keep saying 2020 was a train wreck. 2020 was when my life came together finally. I'm writing, drawing, finally getting divorced... honestly it has been awesome.

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