It’s been an age since I dumped my thoughts onto the screen. But there is fuck all else to do and maybe this little ditty will give you a little light relief in your day.
The new year brings new hopes and plans that we will put into action. This year will be the year! Fuck last year, this year will be better wank wank wank. I love grandiose gestures of commitment and resolutions but the thing that actually bloody works is consistency and turning up with integrity every fucking day. Which is hard to do when the planet is literally falling apart and killing the population at an alarmingly scary rate. What’s a girl to do huh?
So even though I can’t see a clear path ahead for this year or even next month (covid kills man), I have made some cool changes in my daily routine to stay motivated to try again today, and the next day, and all the days after that. As long as we both shall live Amen.
This is how I own the day. If the only thing I achieve is this first hour of my day then I chalk that up as a win.
Try it, you might like it. Watch out for the next edition of ‘How Brooke spends her day’ and see what I get up to after 9am. Thrilling stuff.
Peace out x Tumeke x