The curious awakening

There you are peeking out from the duvet with sticky out hair.
Yes we are here at the start of a box fresh new year...feels like the biggest Monday.
Slightly startled, with suspicious eyebrow raised, one foot blindly searches the chilly floor for the missing slipper.
Festive sparkle snuffed and already a pink glow radiating from shop shelves and online stores.
Coffee first.
Where to start?
A warm breath on the window, index finger artwork, delete and stare through the smudge. We confirm. It is cold out there.

We have energetic plans without an official start date.....but we are the Boss of this!
A meeting with self decides we will set our own pace.
But not procrastinate.
Get the tough stuff out of the way to ‘feel better already’.
A journal, an empty notepad...fresh innocent pages to record the future not the past.
Our brainstorm acknowledges our dreams and passions and scribbles down this magnificent vision. A place to evolve. An authentic piece of you to pick up, add, adjust, amaze.
Surely it deserves an exciting title...
It now seems possible, do-able, achievable.

The shower drenches you with positivity, progress and possibility.
Layers.....and extra layers of clothing lay neatly on the bed, ready for ‘action’.
The cap unwinds…
5 drops and a pause to inhale this comforting scent before it kisses your face.
Hat on, stray curl tucked in.
Quick mirror check.
All good.
And a stride.....yes a stride, a confident stride, a stride that says I know what is happening next.

A nod and a smile as you pass me in the park
Good day
Constance