It's been a beautiful week in London -- so rather than going to the gym (the first day I've gone this week) I decided to go for a walk to Regent's Park instead, since it's only a 10 minute walk away from the flat.
I swear, it felt like the whole world was sitting outside in a pub tonight. I kept seeing glasses of wine on tables of restaurants, and hearing laughter of people standing around in pubs. But surprisingly, I wasn't longing for it myself ... I think it's because today was (Mashallah, knock on wood) a good day at work -- no major crises, issues, etc. And I came back home with enough energy to work out, so that definitely made me feel good about myself.
Ok, I'm going to try to go to sleep by 11pm tonight.
The best gift I have given myself (unbeknownst to me) is the gift of penning my thoughts and perspectives. I have a box full of "diaries," that are filled up with the thoughts, feelings, and dreams of myself in various phases of life, going as far back as the age of eight! If there was one word I would use to describe myself, I would say that I am a storyteller. The greatest story you can tell is that of your life - make it a good one.
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