Been having a couple of bad days, thinking dark thoughts.
One thing that troubles me is that I’ve not been doing what I planned to do, as evidenced in the book I use as a planner.
I didn’t do the pilgrimage in April. Didn’t run the Whizzy Group (May to July). And didn’t do much, if anything, to mark the tenth anniversary of my book How To Change The World.
Just didn’t feel like it.
The very sight of the planner made me sick. So it seemed like a good idea to rough it up a little – to “waste” a couple of pages in order to create a bit of lightness.
I don’t know why, but it seemed like a good idea to rough up the planner a little – to “waste” a couple of pages in order to create a bit of lightness.
Having roughed up the pages, I took a photograph of the roughing-up, then additionally roughed that up by drawing over it in my iPhone Photos app:
I’m sorry to report that this childish outburst made me feel (a very, very little bit) lighter.