This week was lined up to be the quiet January pause I’ve been longing for to focus on some writing projects and planning for 2023 but unfortunately the weather and news came together to knit a little blanket of melancholy that seemed to envelope everything within my sphere. So I did what I could, interspersed with aimless hours spent trying to counteract grey apathy with long coffee breaks, pilates, some wholesome cooking and Netflix with Noisette, who was more than happy to keep me company.
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