Tough weekend. But it didn’t have to be that way. Change is hard. It’s getting easier and easier but change is hard. Not being hard on myself even harder. Somehow I let my guard down. I keep focusing on the wrong things; things that don’t help me. Things that don’t make me happy. I concern myself with the actions of others instead of working on myself. So I am back to doing what I do best. I am writing lists; lists and lists and lists. Of books to read, films to watch, parks to walk around, beaches to spend evenings at and cafes to visit. 55 days left in this year and I want to be able to say that it was a good one.