I want to get excited working on my hopes and dreams again

Keywords: lifestyle

Doesn’t life have a funny way of distracting you from your goals. I was once told in order to find myself I must set goals. I honestly have never been a future planner type of woman. More the spontaneous and in the moment kind of person. Sometimes that’s a blessing and sometimes not so much. I want to start planning my future and settings goals.

https://lifeofamycouk.wordpress.com/2021/08/11/saying-hello-again-to-blogging

Why do you have to wait until you’re old to enjoy life?

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I finally got to take a step back and see things in a much slower pace. I got to see myself and get to know her too. And that’s when I realize that I think, my old lifestyle does not suit me anymore. I don’t want to work so hard (especially doing something I don’t want) at the cost of letting life pass me by. I’ll probably get the money but I don’t get to use it because I have no time. Money, since the longest time, has never been a motivation for me. Does not mean I don’t need money, I just need enough for me to live a life I can enjoy.

https://totemproparta.wordpress.com/2021/06/02/of-how-i-wanna-live-my-life

The type of life I want to live is the type that requires me to be better, and that is ok

Keywords: writing

I will move towards that in love. The bedrock of self love and self respect is laid. It is not perfect, but hey we say a flower is in bloom as soon as but one petal emerges. At 25%, 50%, 75% bloom etc. we just say ‘in bloom. So I have love and I’m on my way towards a richer inner love. I can now set goals and trust that I will take the steps to meet those goals out of love, not out of punishment or feelings of lack or anything opposite of love.

https://hannahfitzpatrick.home.blog/2021/05/28/crumbs-of-my-vision

A little bit more in the way of ambient noise would at least convince me I wasn’t a complete loner

Keywords: change , creative living , creativity , moving house

I suspect this post makes me sound like a grumpy city-dweller. Maybe I am, at heart. One day I will return to the lovely streets of London and ignore everyone and bask in its noisy chaos. For now, I will brush up on my smiles (at least they can only see my eyes) and cheeriest ‘bonjour’ to dole out to the locals, in case they do fancy making friends with one of the local foreigners.

https://sarahtinsley.com/2021/05/12/why-do-i-miss-noise