Black and white. All or nothing. Good or bad. No middle ground. Or is there? The fun and reality of life in the grey and middle ground. I've been trying over control a lot of things for the last ten years because I wasn't the controller of the ten years of my life previous to that. But, it's impossible to control everything. And it's exhausting. I can only control my thoughts, actions and behaviours as I go about my life.

When I was little

I grew up in another country

I hated stairs

I ran around barefoot in summer

I lived in a house with a plum tree in the garden

Storms have a dark side. They can leave a trail of heartbreaking devastation in their wake, but they also clear the air. Before a storm, there is a build-up of pressure which is then released during and after the storm. I remember being in a pub in my late teens, watching a night of local bands play live music. It was in the summer and the bands were playing in a room was upstairs where it got so warm the fire escape doors were opened to let some air in.

Do sunflowers know

How tall they will grow

When they first break ground.

I'm not one to focus on the numbers of how much I weigh. Instead, I pay attention to how I feel and how my clothes fit me. I eat relatively healthy with the odd treat here and there. I recently upgraded my Fitbit Blaze to a Garmin Vivomove and also downloaded the MyFitness app as well to work alongside the Garmin Connect one.

Another day late post because I was struggling again with what to write about. Could I maybe use eggs to describe myself? A hard but brittle exterior depending on how you hold it and as with eggs I have a soft centre. I have a caring side masked by a hard exterior where I hold people at arm's length until I know I can trust them or until they crack through the shell and get inside my circle of trust.

This post is a day late, but I really had no idea what to write about for this prompt. Also, some days I need a break from blogging every day so just had a chilled morning yesterday before work. My anxiety has been high so journaling along with deep breathing was more beneficial to me than typing a blog post when I wasn't feeling in the mood to share my thoughts. My mental health is my main priority so I do what I need to do to look after it and myself.