|Jo Mercer booties, ASOS clutch bag, Lovisa necklace, Trenery dress|
Sometimes I carry a clutch bag to work, even if it is pretty big. It's kind of cool to only have my phones, some cash, pen and note pad with me. It's also a great excuse to treat myself for a lunch out, something I don't do very often anymore since I'm a really responsible adult now who accounts for every dollar spent and all that. And all those things.
It's absolutely freezing at the moment and pitch black for most of the day. It's been a weird year so far. I have moments of absolutely content and bliss where I feel at peace and then moments where I feel like an imposter, like I don't deserve it. This is the year where I tell myself that not everything in life has to be a battle. I'm slowly learning to let go of the constant guilt that has been compounding. Earlier this year I quit everything that was for me. I stopped exercising and writing. I hadn't done anything for myself in months. I hadn't read a book in so long. I hadn't slept. I was sick all the time and I never bothered to stop and get better. Since then I've let some people go. Why must I make all the effort, you know?