Where life's contradictions get comfortable

I I had a thought this morning. There are so many things that I want to do. It makes me wonder if I will have time to do any of them. I have been thinking about starting a podcast. I have started to write. I am writing a blog - well, attempting to. I want to write a book. I have a few ideas for completely different storylines that no way can merge into one book, so I don’t actually know right now if that will ever come to fruition, as I can’t pin down one idea. I have thought

After Delilah came into work to tell me that she was coming back if I agreed, which, obviously, I didn’t. Adira spent many months going between Eris and me to see who would back down first, to see if I would get over myself, forgive and forget, so to speak, all of the things that she did so she could come back to work. Or if Eris would back down and stop trying to push Delilah back on us. It wasn’t just a case of give in and carry on, if only it were that easy. The thing is,

Where nothing remarkable happens. No chaos, no chokeholds, nor life controllers - and that is the point. Dear Ordinary Day Oh, how you are missed. I miss your early morning cheer when I wake up, having your rays shining through the gaps in the curtain, welcoming the day. The quiet boil of the kettle whilst I look out of the window, watching the squirrels play. The early morning dew bringing sparkle to an already perfect morning. Instead, I am awoken to grey, heavy clouds roll

Working with family can be amazing, and for me it was great for a long time. I loved my job. It wasn’t something that I ever thought I would do, and what started out as a favour turned into more than just a job. It was my life. It was everything to me. Amidst a serene morning setting, a mug sits surrounded by notebooks, embodying the fusion of work and life with quiet determination.