I don't know about you guys, but March seems to be slipping away from me. After a few days off, including a rainy day trip to Hastings, my brain has gone into full holiday mode and refuses to do any work. It's both nice and a little strange – I can't read, I can't work, I can't set any intentions or make plans. I just wake up in the morning. I go through my day. In the evening, I write down three things I'm grateful for.
I'm trying to take it slow. It'll come back.