I'm privileged enough to know that this feels just like jet lag. I'm tired and unable to work although there's nothing outwardly wrong with me and I want it to be over, but this is just the process you have to go through and it takes longer than I want.
At times like this I remind myself that doing just one thing is enough for today.
I did one thing, I re-arranged an appointment I have on Friday for a couple of weeks time to give me time to recover.
Then I did another thing, I walked into town, had coffee with an artist who I'd met at UCA last week, looked at some poor art in a gallery in town and went to visit her own studio/gallery and lovely garden.
That thing was a lot more than just one thing and so for the rest of the day I did no more. Until now, I'm just doing this thing, writing to you, saying hello before I go to bed.
Tomorrow I'll try harder to try softer and do just one thing
