positive things

I've been trying to remember positive things about each day in the moments before falling asleep this week. You might find this a little pathetic, but it's been good. I feel it's helped me find things easier and happier.

Today I bumped into my lovely friend Ann. Ann and I worked at the Oxfam Bookshop together for over a year and we've kept in touch. I bump into her in town a lot. Sometimes she invites me back to her house and she feeds me lovely soup. Today we went to a coffee shop and had a lovely long chat. She told me about some ghost stories that had happened in the village in France where she has a house. I thought about haunted houses.

There are, of course, many things I will miss about my life here. At the art gallery where I volunteer, I was feeling quite emotional about leaving that place and the wonderful people. But moving on is so important.

There must be change and more and more. More art galleries and more people to meet and new trees to walk under and a new angle of the sun at certain times of the day. Isn't it glorious?